Quotes About Wonder

There are so few years to just be a child.

like the free-blowing wind and the matchless sun, love couldn't be adequately defined or explained!

There are never any rules, rights, or wrongs in imagining--- imagining just is.

They were staring at the gleaming guadrangle as though awaiting an oracle's reply.

Il libro è come il padre: ti svezza, ti irrobustisce, ti fa crescere dentro la curiosità del mondo ma è anche una trappola che ti spinge ad accontentarti delle meraviglie che contiene. Per partire devi a volte rinnegare il padre, perché non puoi affrontare il mondo col suo peso sulle spalle.

In my soul, I am still that small child who did not care about anything else but the beautiful colors of a rainbow.

Magic is natural, for nature itself is magic.

for one instant, I saw the stars close enough to touch. Closer than that, part of me. Are they really so far or just that we never reach for them?

In the presence of a newly minted human being, I am reminded of what wholeness looks like. And I am sometimes moved to wonder, "Whatever became of me?

theirs more than meets the eye when it comes to space, the final front tear.

Le pire, c'est de rater la merveille par peur ou paresse et de rester claquemuré en soi, dans le provincialisme de son identité.

Fantasy is one of the soul's brighter porcelains.

Go on, hitch a ride on the back of a butterfly. There's no better way to fly.

Rising up into the air, they took to the sky and flew. From west and beyond west, into the wind and through it, they came past countless moons and suns. One laughed and briefly wore a scarf of raindrops in her hair, and then with wicked feet she kicked a cloud and caused rain to swamp a boat.

There is nothing in the world as enticing as a wood of any kind, because of its mysteries.

Don't be impatient with yourself. Just be in awe.

What a pity. How the stars and seas and rivers in their fragile lace of fog go on without us morning after morning, year after year. And we disappear.

We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we are curious—and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths." WALT DISNEY

He was reading . I was struck dumb with amazement.

That's the beginning of magic. Let your imagination run and follow it.

At its best, fantasy rewards the reader with a sense of wonder about what lies within the heart of the commonplace world. The greatest tales are told over and over, in many ways, through centuries. Fantasy changes with the changing times, and yet it is still the oldest kind of tale in the world, for it began once upon a time, and we haven't heard the end of it yet.

Jumping Jehoshaphat. O Holy Night.

Reincarnation?" He shrugged. "I've never seen any evidence that it's real. But I've never seen anything that disproves it either. I believe the afterlife is better than what we have here—and it would take something extraordinary to make someone willing to come back.

until I met him today." He turned to Jes. "Who is the forest