Quotes About Wonder

I can't tell you his age but when he was born the wonder drug was Mercurochrome.

The best candy shop a child can be left alone in, is the library

On the day that we do discover that we are not alone, our society may begin to evolve and transform in some incredible and wondrous new ways.

May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.

Sometimes I get so caught up in my own problems that I forget how amazing the world is.

How can you sing of Amazing Grace? How can you sing prayerfully of heaven and earth and all God's wonders without using your hands?

Childbirth is more admirable than conquest, more amazing than self-defense, and as courageous as either one.

I feel unbelievably fortunate. How many people get to do what they always wanted to do and do well with it and continue to be surprised and see amazing places and meet amazing people?

I think of the amazing things that were going on. So it's so rich. The doors keep opening.

The world other than as advertised can be an amazing place.

There's so much of this beautiful planet that is still actually spectacular and stimulating. There are so many amazing people that you meet along the way.

There's such a history, and to be here, and to feel that, is really amazing.

It's us that's really amazing.

The majority of the world is empty space. Empty space, empty space, empty space. All that we see in the world, the life, the animals, plants, people - it's all empty space. That's amazing!

Sometimes I fall back pretty hard on the butterflies and the flowers. What a privilege to have been around for this.

That one is sometimes able, among the disturbances of the present world, to wander into some good and beautiful whereabouts of the woods, grow quiet, and come to rest is a gift, a wonder, and a kind of grace.

To treat life as less than a miracle is to give up on it.

A window opening on nothing but the blank sky was endlessly attractive to me…. A window that looked out into a tree was a source of inexpressible happiness…

What a wonder I was when I was young, as I learn by the stern privilege of being old: how regardlessly I stepped the rough pathways of the hillside woods, treaded hardly thinking the tumbled stairways of the steep streams, and worked unaching hard days thoughtful only of the work, the passing light, the heat, the cool water I gladly drank.

And I sat there trying to think, and failing, thinking only that whatever I would say was probably going to be a surprise to me.

XII Do not live for death, pay it no fear or wonder. This is the firmest law of the truest faith. Death is the dew that wets the grass in the early morning dark. It is God's entirely. Withdraw your fatal homage, and live.

The same rift ran through everything at Pigeonville College; the only difference was that I was able to see it more clearly, and to wonder at it. Everything bad was laid on the body, and everything good was credited to the soul.

It's not an old book, or a treasure map. Nope. Staring up at me was a pile of rocks.

For me, reading that scene never fails to bring on a brief, scalding instant of recognition in recalling exactly what it was like to be a tiny little kid, your whole sense of being so lumpy and vulnerable that the smallest things were everything, and the everything could be so unspeakably wonderful, and the wonderful could be snatched away in an instant, leaving a big ragged hole in your universe just like the one in Laura's dress.