β€œI wonder how long it would take for anyone to notice if I just stopped talking.”

β€œIt is no wonder that people are so horrible when they start their life as children.”

You kissed me like that when I was a blushing bride. I wonder what I was blushing about

We strain to renew our capacity for wonder, to shock ourselves into astonishment once again.

Love is the joy of the good, the wonder of the wise, the amazement of the Gods.

Wonder is the feeling of the philosopher, and philosophy begins in wonder.