Quotes About Awe

Bald as the bare mountain tops are bald, with a baldness full of grandeur.

The fundamental magic of flying is a miracle that has nothing to do with any of its practical purposes - purposes of speed, accessibility and convenience - and will not change as they change.

Occasionally we sigh for an earlier day when we could just look at the stars without worrying whether they were theirs or ours.

If I had influence with the good fairy who is supposed to preside over the christening of all children, I should ask that her gift to each child in the world be a sense of wonder so indestructible that it would last throughout life as an unfailing antidote against the boredom and disenchant-ments of later years, the sterile preoccupation with things that are artificial, the alienation from the sources of our strength.

Whence are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth, in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave. But thou, thyself, movest alone.

Wonder is the basis of worship.

Is like finding a diamond asteroid in the rings of Saturn

Then you got to the face, framed by that mane of black silk hair, and no heart could be blamed for skipping a few beats. That face, carved by some genius god on a particularly artistic day. Those eyes, so wildly blue they caught the breath. That mouth, so perfectly, romantically sculpted, curved now, for her. Maybe, just maybe, with another handful of years of marriage, seeing him unexpectedly wouldn't simply dazzle her.

She is more beautiful than I have words for. And last night, I was blessed beyond measure to serve her.

You are just as beautiful as the first time I saw you … You stopped my heart then – just froze it in my chest. And you stop it now.

he wanted to prostrate at newton's alter and weep with gratitude for the blessing that made all things fall to the goddamn ground

But isn't it... ugly? No. Not to me. She pressed a kiss to his chest. It's fearsome and terrifying and powerful and awe-inspiring. And if anyone ever tried to get at me, that thing would wipe out a neighborhood. How could a girl not be charmed? Besides, after seeing those lessers in action, I'm grateful for it. I feel safe. Between you and the dragon, I don't have to worry. (Rhage & Mary)

Holy hypixia, Batman

Marissa in a long creamy gown. The cop in front of her, stroking her face, evidently poleaxed. All around them, the delicious scent of sex in the air.

She is more beautiful than I have words for." He lifted his eyes to Phury's. "And last night I was blessed beyond measure to serve her.

Dedicated to: You, with awe and love. Than you for coming and finding me. And for showing me the way. It was the ride of a lifetime, the best I've ever had.

God was gone; it was the silence of his departure. It was a rainy night. It was the myth of the rainy night. Dean was popeyed with awe. This madness would lead nowhere. I didn't know what was happening to me, and I suddenly realized it was only the tea that we were smoking; Dean had bought some in New York. It made me think that everything was about to arrive - the moment when you know all and everything is decided forever.

God was gone; it was the silence of his departure. It was a rainy night. It was the myth of the rainy night. Dean was popeyed with awe. This madness would lead nowhere. I didn't know what was happening to me, and I suddenly realized it was only the tea that we were smoking; Dean had bought some in New York. It made me think that everything was about to arrive—the moment when you know all and everything is decided forever.

They were firemakers! They were gods! [humans]

Every time I hear 'Miracle,' I feel a certain type of way.

Retaining a child-like sense of wonder is a boon for creative types like Steven Spielberg and J. K. Rowling.

It was never part of how I imagined my music, and I watched in awe at how this ukulele troubadour image suddenly devoured the Jens Lekman I had planned so carefully.

I've always been in love with the stars and view the cosmos as the ultimate adventure.

What is beauty, anyway? It's more than something pleasant looking. If it doesn't stop us in our tracks and make us unable to move for a moment, unable to put into words what's closing off the breath in our throats, then maybe it's pretty, but it probably isn't beauty.