Quotes About Wonder

Thank you, Merciful Lord, for having arranged to provide flowers with fragrance, glow worms with their glow, and to make the stars in the sky sparkle.

Knee-deep in the cosmic overwhelm, I'm stricken by the ricochet wonder of it all: the plain everythingness of everything, in cahoots with the everythingness of everything else. - From Diffraction (for Carl Sagan)

For if I won't leap up and ride, who will? And, if no one will ride, when at last the spangly caravan is over, silence rules, and we are left staring across an empty street into the blank of each other's eyes, who will tell about the drums and the cartwheels of light? Who will say what marvel it was swept by?

Before annihilation comes an exile from Nature, and then only through wonder and transcendence, the Ghetto rabbi taught, may one combat the psychic disintegration of everyday life.

Can there be a benediction of deer on a chilly spring morning? I think so. Their otherworldliness stops the day in its tracks, focuses it on the hypnotic beauty of nature, and then starts the day again with a rush of wonder. There is a way of sitting quietly and beholding nature which is a form of meditation and prayer, and like those healing acts it calms the spirit.

I swear I will not dishonor my soul with hatred, but offer myself humbly as a guardian of nature, as a healer of misery, as a messenger of wonder, as an architect of peace.

When friends couldn't be found, the books were always waiting with something new to tell. Life that was getting too much the same could be shaken up in a few minutes by the pictures in a book of some ancient temple newly discovered deep in a rain-forest, a fuzzy photo of Uranus with it's up-and-down rings, or a prismed picture taken through the faceted eye of a bee. -Nita Callahan- -So You Want To Be A Wizard-

It was sublime—and the sublime is not to be trusted.

Her eyes were too full of beauty to leave room for anything so mundane as intelligence.

Was it a miracle? It was as if they had dreamt of a pot of gold and woken to find it on their pillow. As if they had told a tale of a fairy princess and finished it only to find her sitting in a corner of the room, listening.

There were some for whom the world was such a tricky thing that they marvelled at it without feeling any need to puzzle it out.

know what it is like to finish a book and find oneself wondering, a day or a week later, what happened to the butcher or who got the diamonds, or whether or not the dowager was ever reconciled with her niece. I

do you believe in ghosts?

is to marvel that the randomness of human variation can produce something so supernaturally perfect as this.

When she felt the baby turn in her underwater world she remembered Quietly. The future was unfathomable, but with every heartbeat she carried her daughter towards it.

Anyone would think you'd seen a ghost!

My God - it's a green child! said the American. What is this place - the House of Usher?

Once I really looked at the sky, I wanted to go on looking; it seemed to draw me towards it and make me listen hard, though there was nothing to listen to, not so much as a twig was stirring.

Our Clare doesn't much care for real life,' Drew told Jane. 'What she needs is to live in a book– the kind that no longer gets written.

When birds look into houses, what impossible worlds they see.

At night the sky was very near, sprawled in star smoke and gamma cataclysms, but she didn't see it the way she used to, as soul extension, dumb guttural wonder, a thing that lived outside language in the oldest part of her.

Look past the violence. There is a wonderful brimming spirit of innocence and fun.

holes are interesting. there are books about holes.

This was worse than a retched nightmare. It was the nightmare of real things, the fallen wonder of the world