Best 1487 quotes in «wonder quotes» category

Alice wonders if other women in the middle of the night have begun to resent their Formica.

A little faith can do wonders.

All meanings, we know, depend on the key of interpretation.

All of us have wonders hidden in our breasts, only needing circumstances to evoke them.

All the great religions have a place for awe, for ecstatic transport at the wonder and beauty of creation.

All good trips are, like love, about being carried out of yourself and deposited in the midst of terror and wonder.

All great art ... creates in the beholder not self-satisfacti on but wonder and awe. Its great liberation is to lift us out of ourselves.

A lot of manuscripts that come in, you wonder by what outrageous fantasy the author believes that this should be pressed into print.

A lot of girls in L.A. just stand in the corner wondering 'Who's gonna talk to me? Who am I gonna diss?'

Always there comes an hour when one is weary of one's work and devotion to duty, and all one craves for is a loved face, the warmth and wonder of a loving heart.

A lot of people thought I was going to be a one-hit wonder, so I had that chip on my shoulder.

America is a land of wonders, in which everything is in constant motion and every change seems an improvement.

All the performances of human art, at which we look with praise or wonder, are instances of the resistless force of perseverance.

A man is a very small thing, and the night is very large and full of wonders.

A man does not wonder at what he sees frequently, even though he be ignorant of the reason. If anything happens which he has not seen before, he calls it a prodigy.

A monk asks:Is there anything more miraculous than the wonders of nature?The master answers:Yes, your awareness of the wonders of nature.

American education is still the wonder of the world, and we must open the schoolhouse doors, not close them.

Anderson [Cooper]first of all, in case anybody's wondering because they'll somehow read my mind after this broadcast ... I find those comments to be disgusting and reprehensible, and I'm really glad that he apologized.

A map, it is said, organizes wonder.

And if anyone asks what became of me, you relate my life in all its wonder, and end it with a simple and modest "He died.

And in their rush to create wonders, they have ignored the wonders all around them, ignored the mysteries, the beauty.

And if I didn’t, I’d spend the rest of my life wondering who I could have turned into if only I’d had the guts to try.

And indeed there will be time To wonder, "Do I dare?" and, "Do I dare?" Time to turn back and descend the stair, With a bald spot in the middle of my hair.

And I remember wondering why it was that eating something good could make me feel so terrible, while vomiting something terrible could make me feel so good.

And once again I found myself wondering, as I drifted off to stunned and unbelieving sleep:How do these terrible things always happen to me?

And I wonder how Gage knew this is what my soul has craved. He turns me to face him, his eyes searching. It occurs to me that no one in my life has ever concerned himself so thoroughly with my happiness.

And I wonder if anyone is really happy. I hope they are. I really hope they are.

And I wonder if there is really any point to what I'm doing, or what I'm supposed to make of a world where a man can get rich playing "let's pretend

And I wonder: Have I squandered my dogness? Have I forsaken my nature for my desires? Have I made a mistake by anticipating my future and shunning my present?

And still I persist in wondering whether folly must always be our nemesis.

And that might have led to other shows but you know what LA is like. I was in my early 30s and it wasn't going to get easier. You know, that's when you start to wonder if you might have to get lots of plastic surgery.

And that was it. All this buildup to a great leap, and I didn't fall or fly. Instead I found myself back on the edge of the cliff, blinking, wondering if I'd ever jumped at all. It's not supposed to be like this.

And the reason is that until Wonder came along and figured out how to spread the idea of sliced bread, no one wanted it. That the success of sliced bread... is not always about what the patent is like, or what the factory is like - it's about can you get your idea to spread, or not.

An act of evil is the death of wonder

And yet, now that years have passed, I recall it and wonder that it could distress me so much. It will be the same thing, too, with this trouble. Time will go by and I shall not mind about this either.

Anything can make me stop and look and wonder, and sometimes learn.

And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there would always be someone to blame.

A poem is a spider web Spun with words of wonder, Woven lace held in place By whispers made of thunder.

A one-hit wonder is a legend who stopped early.

As a leader, you have no right to have any employee wonder how they fit in and where they are going.

As children we all wonder - we wonder all the time. And that gets lost in adulthood. It gets beaten out, it gets filtered out or diluted out.

An empty canvas is a living wonder - far lovelier than certain pictures.

As I thought about that, I had to wonder: What will we know better about tomorrow? Who cares? Hindsight is useless.

As Global Warming raises temparatures, it takes longer to cool pies on window sills, and I wonder if this whole thing was caused by hobos.

As known unknowns become known; unknown unknowns proliferate; the larger the island of knowledge, the longer the shoreline of wonder.

A smile can work wonders. Put it to work for you.

As I'm never going to be old, I'm glad that I never lost my sense of wonder about the world, although I have a hunch it would have happened pretty soon. I loved the world, its beauty and bigness as well as its smallness.

As soon as I found out how compartmentalized the industry was, I realized, Well, no wonder the cartoons are so bad.

As our eyes grow accustomed to sight they armour themselves against wonder.

As wonders, miracles are always astonishing, but as signs they are never wholly inexplicable.