We can only testify about what we have seen: the signs and wonders of God. So that others may desire to seek the Holy One.

Open your heart to the true wonders that really exist in life.

Hope, positive wonders.

Such is the dilemma of the atheist. Who to thank? It’s a terrible condition, to feel one’s heart swelling with the wonders of our world and yet have nobody to thank for it. It makes a man feel thwarted.

A sunrise is a wondrous marvel, but in reality the sun never rises. It is the earth that rotates to face the sun. Life too can be a wondrous marvel, but like the earth, we must turn our eyes toward brighter things.

Imagination is the core of attraction.

O God open our eyes to see the wonders of your holy word.

I want to remember to notice the wonders of each day, in each moment, no matter where I am under any circumstance.

The greatest occupation is the act of writing.

Wonders amaze me. They can aim wanderlessly in any forest, be it of dark trees or lighted bushes. And apparently, as per what I’ve heard, they can buy stuff that’s on sale, but only if and when they feel wonderfully wonderful. Because otherwise they wouldn’t really be themselves, which would be a problem for them, because if they aren’t what they are - they can’t exist, and if they don’t exist – that makes them invisible and silent to all the wandering people, who may or may not be looking for them to sell themselves to.