Quotes About Wonder

Comenzaron los sueños y la vida a detenerme, a dejar su pregunta en mis pestañas.

Does the earth sing like a cricket in the music of the heavens? Canta la tierra como un grillo entre la musica celeste?

Ognuno ha una favola dentro che non riesce a leggere da solo. Ha bisogno di qualcuno che con la meraviglia e l'incanto negli occhi, la legga e gliela racconti.

What can I say without touching the earth with my hands?

How many churches are there in heaven? Cuantas iglesias tiene el cielo?

Everything is a miracle. It is a miracle that one does not melt in one's bath.

Do you appreciate that an oyster has, among its other organs, a heart?

Sometimes all you need is a sprinkle of magic.

just imagine!" I ejaculated.

Nothing may truly be said to be a "miracle" except in the profound sense that everything is a miracle. That each of us is encased in an intricately organized body, and is set upon an earth whirling through space among the stars — is anything more commonplace? or more miraculous? Great

The beguiling scope of an infant's mind! adultly considered to be limited to toys and toes. Psychological

It is often forgotten that He who has surrounded us with this ever-evolving mystery of creation has also implanted in us the desire to question and understand.

He who has surrounded us with this ever-evolving mystery of creation has also implanted in us the desire to question and understand.

who has surrounded us with this ever-evolving mystery of creation has also implanted in us the desire to question and understand.

There are no words. There are no words for what I felt when I saw the setting sun rise.

I stood face to face with the moon and the ocean and the future that spread out with all its bewildering immensity before me.

He treated the stars as though they were love songs written to him by God.

I would like to have seen the world with eyes incapable of anything but wonder, and with a tongue fluent only in praise.

beneath the great sisterhood of stars unfurling in the night sky . . .

I felt the sharp sting of emptiness and solitude that you feel so acutely and with such internal sorrow and wonder whenever music is performed well.

What a dull place the world would be if all the mysteries in it were solved.

I don't know you. Then why did you do that for me? Because you are so full of wonder. After what I-- After-- He gestured, his eyes hidden; deep lines ran down his cheeks like claw marks. That seems very precious to me now. How could I not give you such a small thing?

Explain to me again, he begged, why we are here. She had told him once before; it had been like listening to a vivid, improbable dream.

Then she dropped her hands in her lap and stared out the window at the restless water that ran beyond the edge of the world, and pulled the sun and the moon and the stars every night down into its secret country.