Quotes About Awe

Could we see things always as we have sometimes seen them—and as one day we must always see them, only far better—should we ever know dullness? Greatly as we might enjoy all forms of art, much as we might learn through the eyes and thoughts of other men, should we fly to these for deliverance from ennui , from any haunting discomfort? Should we not just open our own child-eyes, look upon the things themselves, and be consoled?

The moon is beautiful partly because we cannot reach it, (the sea is impressive because one can never be sure of crossing it safely. Even the pleasure one takes in a flower — and this is true even of a botanist who knows all there is to be known about the flower is dependent partly on the sense of mystery.

And I woslike: O wow.

Great sobs choked his utterance. He buried his head in his hands, and his tall frame was convulsed with emotion. I stood at the foot of the bed, my eyes full of tears, looking at the man in silent, awe-stricken wonder. His grief unnerved him, and made him a weak, passive child. I did not dream that his rugged nature could be so moved. I shall never forget those solemn moments—genius and greatness weeping over love's lost idol.

You think I've got brains?' he said, awed. 'Not confusing me with Charlie?' 'Charlie?' uttered Miss Charing contemptuously. 'I daresay he has book-learning, but you have—you have address, Freddy!' 'Well, by Jove!' said Mr Standen, dazzled by this new vision of himself.

She opened her eyes very wide at

That's when he heard an awful roar up the mountain above him, like a thousand trains thundering down the track with a thousand tornadoes right behind them.

Anything one does every day is important and imposing and anywhere one lives is interesting and beautiful.

My dad had the greatest admiration for MacArthur when they were working together in Washington before the Philippines. And Dad used to talk with absolute awe about MacArthur's brain.

When something exceeds your ability to understand how it works, it sort of becomes magical.

Beauty is no dead thing. It is the manifestation of God in nature. There is not one object in nature untouched by man that is not beautiful, for God's manifestation is beauty. It shines through all His works, and not only in those that may give pleasure to man.

In grad school, I took a workshop with Scott Spencer, whose excellent novel 'Endless Love' had just been turned into a film. We students were in awe of his prestige. Yet Scott himself was chagrined; for good reason, he hated the movie.

He who marvels at the beauty of the world in summer will find equal cause for wonder and admiration in winter.

I was 13 years old when I first heard of the Sultan of Brunei. The absolute ruler of a tiny, oil-rich kingdom in Southeast Asia, Hassanal Bolkiah was the subject of a much-discussed TV documentary by the British filmmaker Alan Whicker in 1992. As a young teenager, sitting in front of the television, I was in awe of this Muslim king.

For me, the natural world is always telling big stories about humongous scales of time. And I often feel simultaneously terrified and humbled by those scales and in awe, and delighted that I get to be here; that I'm lucky enough, that we are lucky enough to get experience these things for the tiny finger snap of time that we get to be on Earth.

To be honest, I still get awestruck when I meet my heroes and the people I admire. I think that's only natural.

No matter what your age, gender, politics, nationality, social or financial standing, every single person inhabiting the planet Earth has the same reaction to him: 'Holy crap, Buzz Aldrin, you went to the moon!'

Your hair is an act of God.

Every time you come, I have to think of a new adjective," you said. "Tonight, you are magnificent.

When I see her,' I said, 'it's like - I don't know what it's like. It's like I never saw anything at all before.

Awe is quite a specific experience. It happens when we view beauty amid vastness, predominantly in nature, triggering a deep sense of belonging. Our smallness against a backdrop of immensity reminds us of our insignificance and interconnectedness, which brings about a profound, yet elated, peace.

Be awed by the Power and the Glory of My Spirit within you! Though

They were beautiful beyond words, beautiful beyond understanding. So beautiful, I wanted to tear out my heart and hand it over, because after seeing them, I surely wouldn't have any more use for it.

We are funny creatures. We don't see the stars as they are, so why do we love them? They are not small gold objects, but endless fire.