Michel De Montaigne (1533–1592) (1533-1592) French-Occitan author, humanistic philosopher, statesman
Attributed
Aids to Reflection (1873), Aphorism 107
Michel De Montaigne (1533–1592) (1533-1592) French-Occitan author, humanistic philosopher, statesman
Attributed
“Wonder is the feeling of a philosopher, and philosophy begins in wonder.”
Socrates (-470–-399 BC) classical Greek Athenian philosopher
Theaetetus, 155d
Plato, Theaetetus
“Wonder is the feeling of a philosopher, and philosophy begins in wonder.”
Plato book Theaetetus
155, The Dialogues of Plato, Volume 3, 1871, p. 377 http://books.google.com/books?id=4kQNAAAAIAAJ&pg=PA377 <br class="br">Theaetetus
“This wonder (as wonders last) lasted nine daies.”
John Heywood (1497–1580) English writer known for plays, poems and a collection of proverbs
Part II, chapter 1.
Proverbs (1546), Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
Aristotle book Metaphysics
Metaphysics by Aristotle – Book 1, ClassicalWisdom.com
The second sentence is in Metaphysics A 2, 928<sup>b</sup> 17–20, Aristotle: Metaphysics Beta: Symposium Aristotelicum, Michel Crubellier & Andre´ Laks, eds. (Oxford University Press, 2009), p. 4.
Metaphysics
Variant: [And] one who experiences a difficulty and who feels wonder thinks that he does not understand..., so that, if it is to escape ignorance that they have practised philosophy, then it is clearly for the sake of knowing, and not for any practical purpose, that they have pursued understanding.
Josef Pieper (1904–1997) German philosopher
if he does depart from his state of wonder, he has ceased to philosophize.
Source: Leisure, the Basis of Culture (1948), The Philosophical Act, pp. 105–106
“All wonder of pleasure, all doubt of desire,
All blindness, are ended”
William Morris (1834–1896) author, designer, and craftsman
Love is Enough (1872), Song VIII: While Ye Deemed Him A-Sleeping
Context: All wonder of pleasure, all doubt of desire,
All blindness, are ended, and no more ye feel
If your feet treat his flowers or the flames of his fire,
If your breast meet his balms or the edge of his steel.
Change is come, and past over, no more strife, no more learning:
Now your lips and your forehead are sealed with his seal,
Look backward and smile at the thorns and the burning.
— Sweet rest, O my soul, and no fear of returning!