surprise

People live on the flow of the daily reality and they surge on the waves of hazy expectations. They can experience pleasant junctures and try to catch and enjoy each special moment that is offered to them. Until life takes them by surprise.

Knowing is not simply a material act, since the object that is known always conceals something beyond the empirical datum. All our knowledge, even the most simple, is always a minor miracle, since it can never be fully explained by the material instruments that we apply to it. In every truth there is something more than we would have expected, in the love that we receive there is always an element that surprises us.

Don't worry, keep at it, you will soon shock the world

Life is full of surprises; however, they are nothing to a mind that shelters positive beliefs.

Death can surprise us. It can scare us. It can keep us up at night. But we__e also learned the things that death cannot do. It cannot crush our hopes. It cannot take away the love and support of our friends and family.

Hang in. We__l make it. We all have each other.

Leave some mystery to the world and they will remember you forever.

What is a whore?"Unsurprisingly, that hadn't been one of the words we had shared over the last span of days. For half a moment I considered lying, but there was no way I could manage it. "He says your mother is a person men pay money to have sex with."Tempi turned back to the mercenary and nodded graciously. "You are very kind. I thank you.

Your name isn't Sniffles?" Ewan pretended to be surprised.

Seriously. Poor little me can deal with having mated a millionaire.___h, you found someone else? With less money?

Don't be surprised when Death comes knocking. Be surprised when he goes away empty handed.

The surprise was worse that the pain. It showed a lack of awareness.

Historically, nature has been very good at surprising us.

An unliterary man may be defined as one who reads books once only. . . . We do not enjoy a story fully at the first reading. Not till the curiosity, the sheer narrative lust, has been given its sop and laid asleep, are we at leisure to savour the real beauties. Till then, it is like wasting great wine on a ravenous natural thirst which merely wants cold wetness.

Magic is the stunning art of surprising your audience, so that nothing else surprises them.

If you can sustain your interest in what you__e doing, you__e an extremely fortunate person. What you see very frequently in people__ professional lives, and perhaps in their emotional life as well, is that they lose interest in the third act. You sort of get tired, and indifferent, and, sometimes, defensive. And you kind of lose your capacity for astonishment _ and that__ a great loss, because the world is a very astonishing place. What I feel fortunate about is that I__ still astonished, that things still amaze me. And I think that that__ the great benefit of being in the arts, where the possibility for learning never disappears, where you basically have to admit you never learn it.

She's my pride, my winning prize, always a surprise, to look into her eyes, see her free soul, as soap that slips from the grip of control; a stroll through the park on a dark night with stars to spark the sky, heaven with no price tag I realize, love is the same: endless, priceless, full bliss; to have this princess I pinch myself thinking this is a dream, but to my reprise, I can only say I am now, at last, alive.

Beauty is dad kissing mom's hand when it cramps.Beauty is seeing a Persian woman dance.Ugly is not the absence of beauty.Uglyis the inability to identify it.The inability to be surprised by it.It is the persistent reluctance to be made a child by it.Beauty is simplythe manifestation oflove.