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Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder.
Give me wonder, baby.
Flash.
Give me amazement.
Flash.
Wonder , or radical amazement, is a way of going beyond what is given in thing and thought, refusing to take anything for granted, to regard anything as final. It is our honest response to the grandeur and mystery of reality our confrontation with that which transcends the given.
Amazement and astonishment express the momentary overwhelming of the mind by something beyond expectation. Amazement is an emotional response, astonishment an intellectual one.
Grace arrived, like the big, loopy stitches with which a grandmotherly stranger might baste your hem temporarily.
His face is more open than an open book, like a wall of graffiti really. I realize I'm writing wow on my thigh with my finger, decide I better open my mouth and snap us out of this impromptu staring contest.
He turned away for a moment, smacked by the beauty of complete surprise.
My mouth fell open and my breath blew out in a sharp gust.
No phrase can convey the idea of surprise so vividly as opening the eyes and raising the eyebrows. A shrug of the shoulders would lose much by translation into words.
Expect to wonder to find wonder.
Open up!" he roared, pounding it with his fist. Nothing. "Lass, if you open up now, I'll leave you in one piece, but I swear to you, if you keep me in here one more moment I will tear you limb from wee limb," he threatened. Silence. "Lass! Wench! Gwen-do-lynnnnnn!
The gaping trunk looked like the mouth of a village idiot who was explaining that he didn't know anything about anything.
His mouth would have given despair to even the drollest of fools; it was a mouth made for frowns and scowls and sharply worded commands, all thin pale lips and clenched muscles, a mouth that had forgotten how to smile and had never known how to laugh
Last time I saw a mouth like that, it had a hook in it.
The mouth was wide open and ripped at the corners, as though she had choked a little in giving up the tremendous vitality she had stored so long.
Open your ears before you open your mouth, it may surprise your eyes!
I asked myself at the time: how is it that she is not astonished at herself, that she keeps her mouth closed, and expresses nothing of any wonderment?
I didn't know how to hold my lips.
If I didn't look around it would not be true that somebody had opened the gate with the creaky hinges, and that is a wonderful principle for a man to get hold of. I had got hold of the
broke into a blaze of effulgence.
I yawned so widely a bear could've mistaken my mouth for a cave and crawled in to hibernate for the winter.
I was shocked. A dying word, "shocked." Few people have been able to use it well since Claude Rains so famously said, "I'm shocked, shocked to find that gambling is going on here," as he pocketed his winnings in Casablanca. But it's the only word for excitement and alarm of this intensity.
the question hung there like an invisible wall of flatulence
Window. I felt anxious and
The kiss was brief, but when I pulled away, his expression made my day. He stared down at me, his eyes wide and the pupils slightly dilated. His lips were parted and that bolt in his tongue glittered. The tops of his cheekbones were flushed. He looked ... He looked gobsmacked.
Kind of smart guesser, ain't you, young man? Can't wait for folks to get their mouth open hardly." "I'm sorry, Mrs. Morrison. This is an important matter to us - " "This here young man don't seem to have no trouble keepin' his mouth in place." "He's married," I said. "He's had practice.
The hand opens to the word, opens to distance.
Blind and naked as an unearthed mole, uncomprehending.
What a beautiful and chaste-looking mouth! from floor to ceiling, lines, or rather papered with a glistening white membrane, glossy as bridal satins.
This was a mouth that had suffered many slings and arrows along with the occasional thrashing and several hundredweight of tobacco and Cadbury's milk chocolate. This was a mouth through which a great deal of life had passed at, it would appear, an uncompromising speed.
caused everyone to lookCaused-- Adam Rigby
I was just about to open the door, when it opened up right in front of me. And there stood my parents.
Is there a word for that moment when two parties are so equally shocked to see each other given the circumstances that all they can do is stare at each other, openmouthed?
Then we all sat around; we were supposed to be awed. I was brattishly unawed.
He has a mouth, lord," Gerbruht said.
"I envy him," I said.
"Envy him, lord?"
"Most of us have to lower our trews to shit.
a square black hole that yawned darkly beneath a stone archway.
A sudden bold and unexpected question doth many times surprise a man and lay him open.
Wardrobe of Denial. Blanchie glanced
I stood dumfounded, founded in dumbness.
Blissful wonder!
i was an open wound
He unsnapped the top button on his jeans.
My eyes widened."Sneaky bastard."
I gnawed my lip in pleasure,watching the past,present,and future Master of Cadogan House in the state of utter abandon:shirt on the floor,jeans unbuttoned,his arousal obvious.
She was seriously staring.
Which was what you did when you got a gander at a man who is hung like a Louisville Slugger.
Godshawk looked surprised, the way that people generally do when you ask them philosophical questions in shrubberies in the middle of the night.
With a sort of mental squint.
The word "open" and the expression "opening her legs" were, on her lover's lips, charged with such uneasiness and power that she could never hear them without experiencing a kind of internal prostration, a sacred submission, as though a god, and not he, had spoken to her.
I grok in fullness.
It was the look you get when facing a sudden and insurmountable danger: the errant truck, the shaky ladder, the crazy person who pins you to the linoleum and insists, with increasing urgency, that everything you know and love can be undone by a grape.
He was reading. I was struck dumb with amazement.
His cracked lips moved.
Beloved.
He couldn't say the word, but I knew it.
And so did his Fool.
At the possibility of truly being seen, something in his chest seemed to snap open like a parachute.
He yawned like a black bear coming out of hibernation.
...his open nostril quivered with intent.
I glanced, wide eyed, from Edward's grimace to Jacob's sneer.
The doors closed, behind him; he turned,
and saw Laurent.
His stomach dropped, a moment of
confused shock
he'd never expected to
see Laurent here.
He lifted his eyes. The eternal kind went out of his shoulder. He opened his mouth and closed it again, speechless with outrage, joy, and wonder. Then he burst into tears.
he returned to the bath-room, and there made a discovery which filled him with consternation. He saw in the brick wall, what at first had escaped his attention, a gaping hole, large enough to allow the passage of a man's body.
The door swung open under
Hand closed around the
They turned a distracted gaze on the world, wide-eyed, somehow, and questioning.
When he smiled his teeth looked like a picket fence that a tornado had wrecked.
Wonder opens and unravels reality.
He had a cute little gap in his teeth that I'd never noticed before.
Camille leaned forward. When she did, the neckline of her black silk blouse gaped open. If Simon had still been human, he would have blushed. "Will you let me see it?"
Simon could actually feel his eyes pop out. "See what?
The mystery was gone but the amazement was just starting.
To be surprised, to wonder, is to begin to understand.
Jean Valjean opened his eyes wide, and stared at the venerable Bishop with an expression which no human tongue can render any account of.
through gritted teeth, "is to look through
Predictably, his eyes widened at her beauty
then stayed wide as he beheld the death lurking beneath it.
Perversnes makes one squint ey'd.
The humility of wonder opens everything.
I glance in the mirror. Surprise,
surprise - I look finger-lickin'
delicious.
I gazed into the mirror ... There, staring at me, was the pallid, flabby-mouthed face of a crook
I felt a crack in my defenses - a weak place where truth knifed and twisted and pried for an opening
I thought she was going to spit in it, which was the only reason anybody in Maycomb held out his hand: it was a time-honored method of sealing oral contracts. Wondering what bargain we had made, I turned to the class for an answer, but the class looked back at me in puzzlement.
Abruptly feeling as if his tongue were too thick for his mouth.
Gratitude is the key that unlocks wonder.
The zipper opened all the way down our spines.
I stood dumbfounded, founded in dumbness.
My head reeled at the sheer and startling beauty, the wide, bare openness of it. The sense of space, the vastness of the sky above and on either side made my heart race, I would have travelled a thousand miles to see this. I had never imagined such a place.
bhole whose form no man might see.
What was that shameful display?" Wilem demanded after she had gone. "What?" I asked. "What?" he mocked my tone. "Can you even pretend to be that thick? If a girl as fair as that looked at me with one eye the way she looked at you with two ... We'd have a room by now, to say it carefully.
I sat staring, staring, staring - half lost, learning a new language or rather the same language in a different dialect. So still were the big woods where I sat, sound might not yet have been born.
I panicked.
I farted.
I shrieked in humiliation.
He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.
You are surprised at your imperfections,
why? I should infer from that, that your self-knowledge is small. Surely you might rather be astonished that you do not fall into more frequent and more grievous faults, and thank God for His upholding grace.
Mind the gap, Jack
I am more lost in wonder than ever.Lost-- John Huston
A pretty sight; it would have surprised me, if my capacity for surprise wasn't flattened.
The surprise is that you continue to be surprised.
I was as surprised as a flower that sees for the first time a bee coming towards it
When you focus on details like this - close up, really clear, totally useless - you know you're in shock
She has a sour expression on her face (surprise, surprise)
He was surprised by this absence of reproaches. He stood there all bewildered, the glass globe held arrested in mid-air. He did not understand this quiet sweetness.
incredulous. Miss
Behold, directly overhead, a certain strange star was suddenly seen ... Amazed, and as if astonished and stupified, I stood still
He had a strange way of talking, his head tucked into his neck and his eyes fixed in the empty space beyond, as if something were suspended there, ripe fruit or a glimmer of light, as if he were not quite brave enough, or perhaps too polite, to look a person in the eye.
I was so astonished that I could think of nothing to say, but wondered irrelevantly if I was to be caught with a teapot in my hand on every dramatic occasion.
It was said that the view through the open window above the urinal, straight across the Bay to the Silver Span, was the finest obtainable from such a position anywhere in the world, but today Philip kept his eyes down. Foreshortened, yes, definitely.
stood still and stared at them. 'Why do you stand gaping there?' cried the dwarf, and his ashen-grey face became copper-red with rage. He was still cursing when a loud growling
I like the word bewilderment because it has both be and wild in it.