I love being a grandmother. That feeling you have for your own child – you don’t ever think it will be replicated, and I did wonder if I would have to ‘pretend’ with my grandchildren. But my heart was taken on day one.
When I ride the subway back and forth, sometimes I look at the other passengers and wonder if any of them are children who have been adopted or parents who have adopted.
I won’t say that the papers misquote me, but I sometimes wonder where Christianity would be today if some of those reporters had been Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.
I play very sweet characters, so people look at me like I’m the kid from ‘The Wonder Years,’ rather than Brad Pitt.
If you enjoy living, it is not difficult to keep the sense of wonder.
Wonder is the desire for knowledge.
The process of scientific discovery is, in effect, a continual flight from wonder.
It suddenly struck me – I’m 70 years old. I wonder if I could possibly end my life the way I started it: doing the most joyful thing I ever did, which is to sing.
I sometimes look at my bookshelves today and wonder which volumes my sons will treasure in twenty or thirty years. Which should I be saving for them? Which will fade with time?
The greatest gift of all time is that you can make creation infectious because people spend less time being negative… If you log all the time with negativity in the while world, I wonder how much better the world would be if people sat down and did something positive. It spirals.
I loved ‘Fantasia’ as a kid because it filled me with wonder, enchantment and awe. It was my first real introduction into classical music. It was totally inspiring to me.
The Moon was the most spectacularly beautiful desert you could ever imagine. Unspoilt. Untouched. It had a vibrancy about it and the contrast between it and the black sky was so vivid, it just made this impression of excitement and wonder.
The thing is to appreciate the fragile wonder of it all, down to the last breath, down to the dying embers of consciousness.
I grew in the inner city, listening to Stevie Wonder, Donny Hathaway, James Brown, The Commodores – lots of soul music.
Even if you’re doing the national insurance awards, there’s still that excitement when you wonder who is going to win, er, best premiums.
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 look back upon my Liberal political beliefs with a sort of wonder – as another exercise in self-involvement – rewarding myself for some superiority I could not logically describe.
For fifteen years, I was a teacher of youth. They were years out of the fullness and bloom of my younger manhood. They were years mingled of half breathless work, of anxious self-questionings, of planning and replanning, of disillusion, or mounting wonder.
Science is not about control. It is about cultivating a perpetual condition of wonder in the face of something that forever grows one step richer and subtler than our latest theory about it. It is about reverence, not mastery.
At Motel 6 in Amish Country I wonder if they leave the light on for you?
He who wonders discovers that this in itself is wonder.
There’s something honorable about holding out for love and not breaking up for the sake of the baby. I see people get divorced, and there is a part of me that thinks, I wonder how hard they tried?
I hate first drafts, and it never gets easier. People always wonder what kind of superhero power they’d like to have. I wanted the ability for someone to just open up my brain and take out the entire first draft and lay it down in front of me so I can just focus on the second, third and fourth drafts.
With ‘Stardust’, I hope what I was doing is giving 30-year-olds and 40-year-olds and 25-year-olds and 60-year-olds a chance to get the same sense of wonder, the same feeling, the same magic, that they got in reading the classic fairy tales as children.
We lived in a flat that you could pretty much fit in my current kitchen. No wonder people drink! I can’t understand why they don’t throw themselves off the balconies.
You wonder why I only talk about my personal life. But that’s all I’ve ever done.
No wonder people are so horrible when they start life as children.
The fact that I am blind is not what defines my life. It should be of no more interest than my blood type. People wonder if there is a relationship between my lack of sight and the way I sing. But there’s no connection.
You suddenly find yourself somewhere and you wonder, how did I get in this room? That happens to me all the time, every day!
Words and ideas work in the short run to get you through school and to impress educators and employers. But they do not work in the long run or in the deep run. We soon find ourselves separate and without wonder.
There’s loads of eyes and expectations. People are almost waiting for you to make a mistake so they can say, ‘Oh, she’s a one-hit wonder!’
The tax on capital gains in Canada is twice as high as in communist China and we wonder why our ideas are being held back.
As a singer, I might have fallen among thieves. I wonder if I’d still be alive by now.
Wonder is involuntary praise.
At the same time, reading an action script… It makes me wonder. Was The Matrix a good script? I don’t know.
Atmosphere, not action, is the great desideratum of weird fiction. Indeed, all that a wonder story can ever be is a vivid picture of a certain type of human mood.
I guess because people are more aware of who I am, they’re going to wonder about my personal life.
When you read a supernatural suspense story or a ghost story, or a horror story, the evil at play is something that you can dismiss. And I wonder if, in this time, if people really want to be sitting on the subway reading a book about someone releasing a dirty bomb on the subway.
People are either enamored with me or wonder if they can take me.
I sometimes wonder whether all pleasures are not substitutes for joy.
I was like a wonder kid at Uptown. The first record I produced sold two million copies – and I’d only produced it because the producer didn’t show up.
At the end of the day, Wonder Woman is a peace seeker. But when fight arrives, she can fight. She’s a warrior, and she enjoys the adrenaline of the fight.
I start to think there really is no cure for depression, that happiness is an ongoing battle, and I wonder if it isn’t one I’ll have to fight for as long as I live. I wonder if it’s worth it.
I wonder if those people shown protesting the deployment of nuclear weapons to western Europe during the Reagan era are feeling appropriately stupid today. ‘Please don’t take away our precious Soviet Union! – We demand the annihilation of all life on Earth!’
In the city of Pyongyang, you don’t have to look very far to see an image of the Great Leader, Kim Il Sung. They love the guy. He is responsible for the wonder that is North Korea.
I won’t say I’m tired of playing the sweet girl next-door who looks at life each day with wide-eyed wonder. But I do crave for a change of image.
For some reason I can’t explain, artist and musicians tend to look younger than our age. Being in music, you need this youthful sense of discovery and wonder for what you’re doing and keep your imagination open. That’s a youthful way of looking at life and I think that reflects in how you age.
It would be a sad day if we British stopped being cynical, but you sometimes wonder whether we overdo it.
I’ve had some styles that make me wonder what the hell I was thinking. How did I let someone do that to me?
I often wonder why people remake movies. Is there just a lack of imagination out there that they can’t come up with an original idea?
Many poets write books. They’ll tell you: Well, I’ve got my next book, but there are two poems I need to write, one about x, one about y. This is a wonder to me.
We filmed one scene on the beach and there was definitely weird energy around, and we were followed around by a white owl to several different locations, and little things like that, or certain mishaps would happen and you’d have to wonder what that was about.
Wonder is the feeling of the philosopher, and philosophy begins in wonder.
The earth incites the wonder and admiration of man even though he is imperfect and his understanding greatly limited.
How can you wonder what’s going to happen when you don’t know who’s going to be the new guy in town?
It’s wasteful spending like this that not only forces tax increases and cuts in vital services… but also really make you wonder: who is City Hall looking out for?
I don’t have a drawer full of ideas. I kind of look around and take notes and wonder what could actually be a whole movie. And each time, I think I’m going to do it more commercial this time; I’m going to get a big budget and make it. But I always come up with some small idea.
I’m starting to wonder if pop culture is in its dying days, because everyone is able to customize their own lives with the images they want to see and the words they want to read and the music they listen to. You don’t have the broader trends like you used to.
I had many friends to help me to fall; but as to rising again, I was so much left to myself, that I wonder now I was not always on the ground. I praise God for His mercy; for it was He only Who stretched out His hand to me. May He be blessed for ever! Amen.
