{"quotes":[{"text":"Man's delight in the Lord is the absolute peak of human triumph. He praises God when full of joy, and when not, he praises God to become full of joy. For to know and to live as though God is worthy of all praise, in all one's circumstances, whether seemingly good or seemingly bad, is the primary definition of joy and the richest triumph for man under God.","author":"Criss Jami","tags":["apologetics","awe","church","delight","glorification","glorification-of-god","glorifying-god","glory","god","greatness","happiness","holiness","honor","joy","lord","love","man","music","peace","praise","prayer","respect","reverence","rich","singing","strength","triumph","trust","victory","worship","worthiness"],"id":649,"author_id":"Criss+Jami"},{"text":"You lift your head, you’re on your way, but really just to be walking, to be out of doors. That’s it, that’s all, and you’re there. Outdoors is our element: the exact sensation of living there.","author":"Frédéric Gros","tags":["adventure","art","awe","beauty","discovery","earth","explore","freedom","fresh-air","get-outside","hikes","hiking","joy","movement","nature","our-planet","outdoors","outdoors-church","outside","peace","philosophy","pilgrim","pilgrimage","poetry","serenity","visual-poetry","walking","walks","wonder"],"id":1460,"author_id":"Fr%C3%A9d%C3%A9ric+Gros"},{"text":"If your consciousness is without form, without quality, and without characteristics of any kind, would that not imply that the consciousness in every other being is also formless? And if they are all without form, how can you distinguish their consciousness from your own? What forms would you use to compare them? Isn’t the observing you exactly the same as the observing them?","author":"Joseph P. Kauffman","tags":["acceptance","appreciation","awakening","awareness","awe","bliss","brahman","buddhism","compassion","connection","consciousness","emotional","enjoy","enlightenment","evolution","existence","fear","forgiveness","freedom","god","gratitude","happiness","heart","hinduism","holographic-universe","illusion","journey","joy","life","love","maya","mental","mind","mystery","nature","nirvana","non-resistence","nonduality","now","oneness","path","peace","presence","reality","samadhi","self","self-acceptence","self-love","spirit","spiritual","spirituality","third-eye","truth","unity","universe","wisdom","within","zen"],"id":1788,"author_id":"Joseph+P.+Kauffman"},{"text":"Belief is otiose reality is sufficiently awesome as it stands. ","author":"Martin Amis","tags":["atheism","awe","humanism","reality","religion"],"id":9789,"author_id":"Martin+Amis"},{"text":"There is nothing like taking someone's breath away.","author":"Erika Lance","tags":["awe","breathtaking","love","lovers"],"id":10466,"author_id":"Erika+Lance"},{"text":"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered.","author":"Kenneth Grahame","tags":["awe","living","nature"],"id":11199,"author_id":"Kenneth+Grahame"},{"text":"How is it that hardly any major religion has looked at science and concluded, “This is better than we thought! The Universe is much bigger than our prophets said, grander, more subtle, more elegant?” Instead they say, “No, no, no! My god is a little god, and I want him to stay that way.” A religion, old or new, that stressed the magnificence of the Universe as revealed by modern science might be able to draw forth reserves of reverence and awe hardly tapped by the conventional faiths.","author":"Carl Sagan","tags":["awe","cosmology","epistemology","god","organized-religion","religion","science"],"id":21404,"author_id":"Carl+Sagan"},{"text":"This time, there’s no question of freeing yourself from artifice to taste simple joys. Instead there is the promise of meeting a freedom head-on as an outer limit of the self and of the human, an internal overflowing of a rebellious Nature that goes beyond you. Walking can provoke these excesses: surfeits of fatigue that make the mind wander, abundances of beauty that turn the soul over, excesses of drunkenness on the peaks, the high passes (where the body explodes). Walking ends by awakening this rebellious, archaic part of us: our appetites become rough and uncompromising, our impulses inspired. Because walking puts us on the vertical axis of life: swept along by the torrent that rushes just beneath us. What I mean is that by walking you are not going to meet yourself. By walking, you escape from the very idea of identity, the temptation to be someone, to have a name and a history. Being someone is all very well for smart parties where everyone is telling their story, it’s all very well for psychologists’ consulting rooms. But isn’t being someone also a social obligation which trails in its wake – for one has to be faithful to the self-portrait – a stupid and burdensome fiction? The freedom in walking lies in not being anyone; for the walking body has no history, it is just an eddy in the stream of immemorial life.","author":"Frédéric Gros","tags":["adventure","art","awe","beauty","discovery","earth","explore","freedom","fresh-air","get-outside","hikes","hiking","joy","movement","nature","our-planet","outdoors","outdoors-church","outside","peace","philosophy","pilgrim","pilgrimage","poetry","serenity","visual-poetry","walking","walks","wonder"],"id":28968,"author_id":"Fr%C3%A9d%C3%A9ric+Gros"},{"text":"There are in life a few moments so beautiful,that even words are a sort of profanity.","author":"Diana Palmer","tags":["awe","silence"],"id":29768,"author_id":"Diana+Palmer"},{"text":"Day-um.' He whistled, keeping his voice low as he looked up and down my body. The tiny shorts and tank left very little to the imagination. 'You look hot,' he growled and came at me. I backed up a step and he caught me around the waist. Both of us fell back and landed on my bed. I laughed and looked up. But he wasn't laughing or smiling. His gaze was intense and it made my heart skip a beat. 'What?' I whispered. Maybe he'd come to tell me how much he regretted earlier. 'Has anyone ever told you just how beautiful you really are?' He breathed. The bottom fell out of my stomach and I shook my head. 'That's a damn shame,' he muttered and lowered his head to capture my lips. - Romeo \u0026 Rimmel.","author":"Cambria Hebert","tags":["awe","beautiful","swoon","this-guy"],"id":30051,"author_id":"Cambria+Hebert"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":176,"pages":18,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}