A Quote by Enid Bagnold

There may be wonder in money, but, dear God, there is money in wonder. — © Enid Bagnold
There may be wonder in money, but, dear God, there is money in wonder.
If God isn't giving you money, He is giving you a way to make money All your circumstances are to empower you to increase your sense of wonder in God The more difficult the circumstance, the more brilliant the sense of wonder would be
Wonder is like grace, in that it's not a condition we grasp; it grasps us. Wonder is not an obligatory element in the search for truth. We can seek truth without wonder's assistance. But seek is all we'll do; there will be no finding. Unless wonder descends, unlocks us ... truth is unable to enter. Wonder may be the aura of truth, the halo of it. Or something even closer. Wonder may be the caress of truth, touching our very skin.
To walk in money through the night crowd, protected by money, lulled by money, dulled by money, the crowd itself a money, the breath money, no least single object anywhere that is not money. Money, money everywhere and still not enough! And then no money, or a little money, or less money, or more money but money always money. and if you have money, or you don't have money, it is the money that counts, and money makes money, but what makes money make money?
O money, money, money. I'm not necessarily one of those who think thee holy, but I often stop to wonder how thou canst go out so fast when thou comest in so slowly.
I'm thankful for what I've got, but I'm cramming all my money into a trust fund because I don't ever want to look around and wonder where all my money went.
Of course I've been called everything; Wonder Wonder Woman, Wonder Bra, Wonder Bread.
Wonder, connected with a principle of rational curiosity, is the source of all knowledge and discover, and it is a principle even of piety; but wonder which ends in wonder, and is satisfied with wonder, is the quality of an idiot.
Everybody likes money. I like money. I need money to survive. But I don't love money. Money is not my god.
The Cube was a wonder - a wonder for itself and a wonder for myself. To me, it was much more strange than to anybody else.
Today, from the bridge, the East River is sparkling. The money is swirling around the tall buildings like tides or like tithes, And I wonder, does anyone swim in this river, I wonder, does anyone pray?
No wonder is greater than any other wonder, and if once explained ceases to be a wonder.
Wonder was the grace of the country. Any action could be justified by that: the wonder it was rooted in. Period followed period, and finally the wonder was that things could be built so big. Bridges, skyscrapers, fortunes, all having a life first in the marketplace, still drew on the force of wonder.
In wonder all philosophy began, in wonder it ends, and admiration fill up the interspace; but the first wonder is the offspring of ignorance, the last is the parent of adoration.
One of the dangers of having a lot of money is that you may be quite satisfied with the kinds of happiness money can give and so fail to realize your need for God. If everything seems to come simply by signing checks, you may forget that you are at every moment totally dependent on God.
And a lot of poetry is putting yourself back into the state of wonder that you have before things when you're a child. It's not only a joyous wonder, it's sometimes a grief stricken wonder.
I wonder if to stare into the face of God will drive me crazy. (I wonder who would blink first.)
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