Wonder, connected with a principle of rational curiosity, is the source of all knowledge and discover, and it is a principle even of piety; but wonder which ends in wonder, and is satisfied with wonder, is the quality of an idiot.
There will be, I think, an attempt to grasp again the surprise and accidents of nature and a more intimate and sympathetic study of its moods, together with a renewed wonder and humility on the part of such as are still capable of these basic reactions.
I envy people who can just look at a sunset. I wonder how you can shoot it. There is nothing more grotesque to me than a vacation.
I am amazed; until the day I die I shall wonder how Whittaker Chambers got into my house to use my typewriter.
When Buddy played, he played all out, all the time. It was a wonder he didn't keel over and die before he did.
Wonder rather than doubt is the root of all knowledge.
Sometimes I wonder if men and women really suit each other. Perhaps they should live next door and just visit now and then.
I think most of the people involved in any art always secretly wonder whether they are really there because they're good or there because they're lucky.
Poetry is always slightly mysterious, and you wonder what is your relationship to it.
Youthfulness is connected to the ability to see things new for the first time. So if your eyes still look at life with wonder, then you will seem young, even though you may not be chronologically young.
Most sets of values would give rise to universes that, although they might be very beautiful, would contain no one able to wonder at that beauty.
Sometimes I wonder if suicides aren't in fact sad guardians of the meaning of life.
I wonder what kind of lives they will have built for themselves when they turn 45 and can't really have any connection with people because they are so used to fleeting sexual.
Food, like sex, is one of the principal kinds of human activity that engage people when they wonder about how to account for different kinds of human behaviour.
God does not die on the day when we cease to believe in a personal deity, but we die on the day when our lives cease to be illumined by the steady radiance, renewed daily, of a wonder, the source of which is beyond all reason.