The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.     —John Muir

Life isn’t long enough to do all you could accomplish. And what a privilege even to be alive. In spite of all the pollutions and horrors, how beautiful this world is. Supposing you only saw the stars once every year. Think what you would think. The wonder of it!

                                                                                              —Tasha Tudor

There is nothing that God hath established in a constant course of nature, and which therefore is done every day, but would seem a Miracle, and exercise our admiration, if it were done but once.

                                                                                                —John Donne

The longer I live, the more my mind dwells upon the beauty and the wonder of the world.              —John Burroughs

The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.      —Eden Phillpots

To be matter of fact about the world is to blunder into fantasy — and dull fantasy at that — as the real world is strange and wonderful.                                                                                   —Robert A. Heinlein

The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed.          —Albert Einstein

All the wonders you seek are within yourself.

—Sir Thomas Browne

Childhood is the world of miracle and wonder; as if creation rose, bathed in the light, out of the darkness, utterly new and fresh and astonishing. The end of childhood is when things cease to astonish us.                —Eugene Ionesco

People travel to wonder at the height of the mountains, at the huge waves of the seas, at the long course of the rivers, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars, and yet they pass by themselves without wondering.       —St Augustine