What fool named the wonders of the world when every meadow and wood is filled with magic?
From A World Worth Saving, one of 296 sayings written by John Sarris over thirty years.
From Alfred’s journal
Switch wanted the list recited again, the seven wonders, and I got as far as the hanging gardens before I forgot the rest. We were in the hedge by the Dunlaps' fence at the time, and a wren came through it carrying a feather longer than she was, and neither of us said anything for a while. For years I thought a wonder was a matter of scale, that it had to be heaped up by thousands of men and visible from a distance. What fool named the wonders of the world when every meadow and wood is filled with magic? The wren got the feather through a gap I would not have tried. Nobody counted that, and I do not know who would have been there to.
He reads what you tell him and writes a page of his journal back, with a few of these chosen for you. It costs nothing and asks for nothing.
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- You don't have to be a god to work miracles in a garden.
- What one can imagine, two can create.
- Every sunrise and sunset shows how breathtaking is the world’s beauty and how fleeting.
- I didn't notice how beautiful the world is until I did, and it changed everything.
- What is a bug to you is the center of the universe to the bug.