Quotes About Awe

For more than a year and a half, since meeting Athena, since coming to know Octavia and now Kali, each time I've reached into the tanks where we have brought these creatures into our world, I've longed to enter theirs. At last, in the warm embrace of the sea, breathing underwater, surrounded by the octopus's liquid world, my breath rising in silver bubbles like a song of praise, here I am.

Then suddenly, we saw the voltmeter flash. "What's going on?" I asked Scott. "I thought the eel was asleep." "He is asleep," Scott answered. And then we both realized what was happening. The eel was dreaming.

Gideon was a force of nature, his magnetic self-possession so powerful it put everyone around him in his shadow. I saw flashes of it every day and was awed by it, but not nearly as much as I was by the charming, wryly amusing lover I had entirely to myself in our private moments together.

Whoa!" Shawna paused on the sidewalk outside her Brooklyn apartment complex and gaped at the limousine idling in the street. "You went all out.

I do not know much about gods;but I think that the river is a strong brown god-sullen, untamed and intractable . . .

If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown! But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile.

When God designed the Marquesas... he must have been high.

It is written that in the last days the earth will tremble at the goodness of God. So then I ask you, what kind of goodness would make you weak in the knees with gratitude and awe?

I never intended to hurt your feelings, my love," Sylous said as he drew his fingers along her cheek and back behind her ear. Rose inhaled desire as he traced the outline of her face. Her heart beat out of rhythm. Her skin tingled. Awe of Sylous had quickly turned to love long ago. He was her truest companion, the one she dreamed of and longed for. Next to God, Sylous had become her everything.

Words have meaning, not life or persons or the universe itself," he said. "Our search for certainty rests in our attempts at understanding the history of all individual selves and all civilizations. Beyond that, there is only awe." From a Life Magazine interview in 1988.

Any time we look at our Maker with love, our importance in our own eyes diminishes, and we are filled with awe and humility and love for others.

Don't you sometimes feel bewildered when you think of the millions of things that put life together?' ... 'I;m not bewildered. I'm filled with the deepest awe and wonder. The miracle is that in its complexity it all works.

Lo verdaderamente nuevo da miedo o maravilla.

Magical things happen every day, if we allow it. Think of daylight, of the stars at night, a flower. A dandelion is a miracle. PAMELA TRAVERS (1899–1996)

So this is what everybody's always talking about! Diablo! If only I'd known. The beauty! The beauty!

Que hombre.)

The beauty! The beauty!

Since when have we Americans been expected to bow submissively to authority and speak with awe and reverence to those who represent us?

The lights were coming on and I was looking over this panoramic view, thinking, 'My God, this is the most beautiful city I've ever seen,' and I've traveled all over the world.

The sky was so thick with stars it was as if he could reach out and brush them with his hand.

It was true, what they said about the stars. The more you looked, the more you saw.

I didn't know that the world could be so mind-blowingly beautiful.

True beauty] seeps into you. It doesn't make you forget yourself, but totally the opposite. It connects you with everything and fills you with awe that you share the same space with something that glorious. Like a sunrise or a clear blue day or the most extraordinary piece of glass. And then suddenly...you have this epiphany that there's more to the world than just you and what you want or even who you are.

A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain?