Quotes About Awe

Perhaps it is not so much what we learn that matters in these moments of awe and wonder, but what we feel in relationship to a world beyond ourselves, even beyond our own species.

Humility is born in wildness. We are not protecting grizzlies from extinction; they are protecting us from the extinction of experience as we engage with a world beyond ourselves. The very presence of a grizzly returns us to an ecology of awe. We tremble at what appears to be a dream yet stands before us on two legs and roars.

Awe is the moment when ego surrenders to wonder. This is our inheritance- the beauty before us. We cry. We cry out. There is nothing sentimental about facing the desert bare. It is a terrifying beauty.

See that everything is impermanent and without eternal identity. See that although things are impermanent and without lasting identity, they are nonetheless wondrous.

I have such respect and awe for journalists who are able to communicate important information to the masses without sobbing.

The high point of my entire junior high school career was going backstage to meet George Harrison. I was simply awestruck.

I used to go to those dance circles when I was a kid. When break dancing was first popular in the '80s. I would be in Boston, or I'd head up to New York, and I would stand in those circles, and I would just be blown away.

I just love the idea of never seeing a city before and seeing the glow in the distance, and it just looking frightening, like you're driving into a fire.

There's just something extraordinary about that Selma Hayek.

It's beautiful, dulcea??," he said, his tone awed. "Do you see? Beautiful." "What is?" "The snow. The night." His arms tightened. "You." I eyed him warily. "Thanks?

The man was a natural, a real pleasure to watch--and not only for his skill. God certainly hadn't put him together on a Friday afternoon.

I'm not surprised to feel myself trembling. I'm touching my goddess.

I stood with my arms stretched wide and trembling, and I felt as if the black sky was my body and I felt as if the white moon, far above me, unwrinkled and shining, was my mind.

As dizzy as the stars, as near and alone.

The boy could scarcely believe the size of the boulders, clustered under the enormous sun like dead red rockets awaiting repair, or the span of the sky, a cheerfully vacant blue dome, the desert's hallucinatory choreography achieved through stillness, brightness, darkness, distance -- and all of this before noon.

Please never stop wanting to collect seashells, taste snowflakes. blow bubbles, smell beautiful flowers, smile at dogs, be amazed by rainbows...okay?

I have already mentioned that even Zeus stood in sacred awe of the goddess Night.{39} According to the tales of the disciples of Orpheus, an account of which I shall postpone until later, Nyx was herself a threefold goddess.

When man is with God in awe and love, then he is praying.

because when beauty awes you, you must halt and try to catch your breath and your staggered heart.

He had seen God in the night sky long before he understood its patterns.

Now how can anybody look at that and not believe in God? I mean, how can anybody look at this and not believe there is some higher power, some divine force at work in the universe greater than Man, some god that created it, that created all this, that created us?

No one should ever be bored. One can be horrified, or disgusted, but one can't be bored.

The night itself is riddled with her, wide with her, and alive with her.

As he stared at her in hushed wonder, it was as though the world stopped. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen, a virginal water nymph, her tender skin flushed and glistening, the long tendrils of her strawberry-blond hair twining around her arms and slender waist, her thin muslin chemise wafting around her elegant hips like the white, delicate flowers of the lily pads she had studied so carefully in the garden. He could barely breathe for sheer worship.