Quotes About Wonder

Be a child again. Flirt. Giggle. Dip your cookies in your milk. Take a nap. Say you're sorry if you hurt someone. Chase a butterfly. Be a child again.

How marvelous is Man! How proud the word rings—Man!

Something went crabwiseacross the snow this morning.

Remain aghast at life

The process I go through in the art and the architecture, I actually want it to be almost childlike. Sometimes I think it's magical.

Small children are convinced that ponies deserve to see the inside of the house.

I'm one of those people that thinks the Internet is amazing, and I can't believe it exists.

She wondered how much of life would feel this way—shock without the grace of surprise.

Someday you're really going to have to describe to me in more detail what life is like on the planet you live on. Because it sounds really great, and I'd like to visit there one day.

she sometimes makes me think of a planet rocketing along in a parallel universe

Gil has put his book down and is gazing at something inside his head.

I skim through time and space at the speed of thought. The unknown is my prey, I bring it to earth in a single exquisite bound.

In the meantime, Charlie learnt to fly. Dorothea fell in love. Peter discovered a new star. And a great number of things happened to Justin. Hundreds of millions of ordinary, unexpected, and occasionally quite astonishing things. And that was his fate.

Dear, dear," Ivan said, eyebrow raised. "So this is what Kansas looks like.

fawn face , the expression a deer makes not when it's caught in headlights but when it catches a human looking at it in wonder. The deer looks back, acknowledging not only its own terror but its own grace, and it shows off for a moment in front of the human. It flirts.

I might have things to look forward to again, things I can't even imagine yet.

Those moments of strangeness. Life is full of them.

Some things just can't be explained, ever, and your brain could burst if you think about them too hard.

There was a wonder in it, and who needs to talk of such wonders? We nestle them away, deep in the fury at the center of us, where things can be held tightly, protected, and secretly cherished as a special notion we once held, then had to stow away.

You're going to look your girl straight in the eye and say, Baby your mom rode to the rafters. Your mom lifted three girls in her hand, grinning all the way, she says, our voices rising to a baying now, all together. Your mom build pyramids and flew high in the sky, and back in Sutton Grove, they're still talking about the wonders they saw that night, still talking about how they watched us all reach to the heavens.

Dr. Severin was thinking that the brain was a monstrous and beautiful thing. A ravishing chaos.

If we look at it from eye corners, or from places other than the center of our head, isn't there a kind of terrible beauty in it?

The two of you made something so beautiful it changed the way I saw it. I'll never think of those places the same way again.

Few men ever wonder such things. They are the center of the world, after all. But women are not so different in what they want. They are used to hiding their desires and dissembling, that is all. No woman is ever quite as she appears.