“I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul.”— Bram Stoker, amazon.com
“I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.”— L. M. Montgomery, amazon.com
“I wonder if this is how people always get close: They heal each other’s wounds; they repair the broken skin.”— Lauren Oliver, amazon.com
“We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.”— Edwin M. McMahon, Peter A. Campbell, amazon.com
“When I was young, I used to have this thing where I wanted to see everything. I used to think, ‘How can I die without seeing every inch of this world?’”— Leonardo Dicaprio, peggy8_8.tripod.com
“If you’re really listening, if you’re awake to the poignant beauty of the world, your heart breaks regularly. In fact, your heart is made to break; its purpose is to burst open again and again so that it can hold evermore wonders.”— Andrew Harvey, amazon.com
“Do you ever wonder how much you exist in other people's lives? I'm always curious if people think of me when a certain song comes on, or when they pass through a certain town. I wonder how many stories I've been a part of that I may have forgotten. I wonder if I still exist in the minds of people th…”— Unknown, instagram.com
“I tried to tell her how excited I was about life and the things we could do together; saying that, and planning to leave Denver in two days. She turned away wearily. We lay on our backs, looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when He made life so sad.”— Jack Kerouac, amazon.com
“I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was—I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood…”— Jack Kerouac, amazon.com
“I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth, well-ordered lives and got up in the morning to walk proudly on the sidewalks of life, never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot of our actual lives, our actual ni…”— Jack Kerouac, amazon.com
“Today is a new day. It's a day you have never seen before and will never see again. Stop telling yourself the 'same crap, different day' lie! How many days has that lie stolen from you? Seize the wonder and uniqueness of today! Recognize that throughout this beautiful day, you have an incredible amo…”— Steve Maraboli, amazon.com
“I have never laid eyes on anyone like you. I look at you and a sense of wonder takes me.”— Homer, amazon.com
“Perhaps you have to have a little bit of hope to believe that beauty can be found, to believe that life does come back, that something can surprise you. And maybe hope and wonder are somehow related. Maybe wonder feeds hope and hope feeds wonder. You see something beautiful and it reminds you that i…”— Jamie Tworkowski, amazon.com
“She is all interest, eagerness, vivacity, the world is to her a charm, a wonder, a mystery, a joy; she can’t speak for delight when she finds a new flower, she must pet it and caress it and smell it and talk to it, and pour out endearing names upon it. And she is color-mad: brown rocks, yellow sand,…”— Mark Twain, amazon.com
“This may be the primary purpose of dogs: to restore our sense of wonder and to help us maintain it, to make us consider that we should trust our intuition as they trust theirs, and to help us realize that a thing known intuitively can be as real as anything known by material experience.”— Dean Koontz, amazon.com
“There are a whole lot of things in this world of ours you haven't started wondering about yet.”— Roald Dahl, amazon.com
“Some days we can see Venus in midafternoon. Then at night, stars separated by billions of miles, light traveling years to die in the back of an eye. Is there a vocabulary for this—one to make dailiness amplify and not diminish wonder?”— Kaveh Akbar, narrativemagazine.com