Quotes About Wonder

Did you know that childhood is the only time in our lives when insanity is not only permitted to us, but expected?

When a scientist views things, he's not considering the incredible at all.

To know how to wonder and question is the first step of the mind toward discovery."

I never behold them [the heavens filled with stars] that I do not feel I am looking in the face of God. I can see how it might be possible for a man to look down upon the earth and be an atheist, but I cannot conceive how he could look up into the heavens and say there is no God.- Abraham Lincoln

How old was I before I realized there were other places besides right here?" Seven

I WONDER IF WHEN YOU DREAM ABOUT SOMEBODY THEY DREAM ABOUT YOU.

Life is very strange.

remain in awe (and profound relief) that no matter how overwhelming and scary this journey called "life" is, when I slow down enough, I realize that it's all just made up of hundreds of thousands of "moments," most of which are pretty darn wonderful if I just take the time to witness and appreciate them.

The leaves had fallen from the trees and lay crisp and crackling beneath his feet. Picking one up he marveled, not for the first time, at the perfection of nature where leaves were most beautiful at the very end of their lives.

Below that was the thrum of bumblebees climbing in and over and around the peonies. Getting lost. Bumbling around. It looked comical, ridiculous. But then so much did, unless you knew.

be cruel, as you know. But it can also be kind. Filled with wonders. You need to remember that. You have your own choice to make, Armand. What're you going to focus on? What's unfair, or all the wonderful things that happen? Both are true, both are real. Both need to be accepted. But which carries more weight with you?" Stephen tapped the boy's chest. "The terrible or the wonderful? The goodness or the cruelty? Your life will be decided by that choice.

Each time he thought about it Gamache trembled with delight. The very idea of his child having a child struck him as nearly unbelievable.

Above them, a riot of stars formed horses and birds and magical creatures." Chapter 9 · Page 80 · Location 1434

he walked back home, pausing to marvel at the stars. Many of which no longer existed. Just their light." Chapter 10 · Page 87 · Location 1533

Florence had made a tent of her bedding and was under it with a flashlight, reading The Little Prince.

The leaves had fallen from the trees and lay crisp and crackling beneath his feet. Picking one up he marvelled, not for the first time, at the perfection of nature where leaves were most beautiful at the very end of their lives.

He wondered if those who'd experienced death recognized the boatman.

she'd forgotten snow could be quite so beautiful. Snow, in her experience, was something that needed to be removed. It was a chore that fell from the sky. But

Life can be cruel, as you know. But it can also be kind. Filled with wonders. You need to remember that. You have your own choice to make, Armand. What're you going to focus on? What's unfair, or all the wonderful things that happen? Both are true, both are real. Both need to be accepted. But which carries more weight with you? . . . The terrible or the wonderful? The goodness or the cruelty? Your life will be decided by that choice.

Armand Gamache looked across to the deep green midsummer forest and the mountains that rolled into eternity. Then his eyes dropped to the village in the valley below them, as though held in the palm of an ancient hand. A stigmata in the Québec countryside. Not a wound, but a wonder.

The ways of the Creator, he knew, were hard to fathom. But not nearly as hard as the ways of the created.

Through my curtains I can see a big yellow moon. I'm thinking of all the people in the world who will be looking at that same moon. I wonder how many of them haven't got any eyebrows?

Perhaps I am dead. I wonder how you would know? If you died in your sleep and woke up dead, who would let you know?

An unfamiliar city is a fine thing. That's the time and place when you can suppose that all the people you meet are nice. It's dream time.