Quotes About Wonder

Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting.

Caddy got the box and set it on the floor and opened it. It was full of stars. When I was still, they were still. When I moved, they glinted and sparkled. I hushed. Then

Hollis blew gently on the thin tan island of foam afloat in her half pint of Guinness, to see it move, then drank some. Always a mysterious beverage to her. Unsure why she'd asked for it. She liked the way it looked more than how it tasted. How would it taste, she wondered, if it tasted the way she thought it looked? No idea.

But did it wake, Kumiko wondered, when the alley was empty? Did its laser vision scan the silent fall of midnight snow?

If there's anything better, God kept it for himself.

It was sometimes best, when you came to the mystery that was art, to come as a child. The child saw things that were too evident, too obvious for the trained eye.

It's simpler to believe in a miracle.

Heaven lies around us in our infancy.

he could never quite figure out how he happened to sire his daughter, but he knew, deep down, that it must have been some kind of wonderful mistake, the nature of which he had no intention of investigating.

I read, and, in reading, lifted the Curtains of the Impossible that blind the mind, and looked out into the unknown.

And then, suddenly, an extraordinary question rose in my mind, whether this stupendous globe of green fire might not be the vast Central Sun—the great sun, round which our universe and countless others revolve. I felt confused. I thought of the probable end of the dead sun, and another suggestion came, dumbly—Do the dead stars make the Green Sun their grave? The idea appealed to me with no sense of grotesqueness; but rather as something both possible and probable.

Philosophy, beginning in wonder, as Plato and Aristotle said, is able to fancy everything different from what it is. It sees the familiar as if it were strange, and the strange as if it were familiar. It can take things up and lay them down again. It rouses us from our native dogmatic slumber and breaks up our caked prejudices.

The miracle is this: that you will rise in the morning and be able to see again the startling beauty of the day.

And whether you believe in miracles or not, I can guarantee that you will experience one. It may not be the miracle you've prayed for. God probably won't undo what's been done. The miracle is this: that you will rise in the morning and be able to see again the startling beauty of the day.

Era como volver a ser niña, aunque no lo fuera. No hay nada comparable a ser niño. Ser niño es solo ser. Después, cuando lo pensamos, lo convertimos en juventud.

Be a dilettante, a sciolist, a swindler … So long as you return me to the sky, Grimnebulin.

Loads of children read books about dinosaurs, underwater monsters, dragons, witches, aliens, and robots. Essentially, the people who read SF, fantasy and horror haven't grown out of enjoying the strange and weird.

The miracle is not to fly in the air, or to walk on the water, but to walk on the earth.

Curiosity = Wonder + Awe

Curiosity, he says, happens when we feel a gap in our knowledge.

Exception Question: "When was the last time you saw a little bit of the miracle, even just for a short time?

When was the last time you saw a little bit of the miracle, even just for a short time?

Your being in the middle of your imagination turned on is not like a boardroom; it's like a candy shop.

Everyone has a story. I don't believer anyone can go through life without encountering at least one amazing thing.