"I'm impressed."
With snark being our default reaction to everything, perhaps we don't say it often enough.
Its root was the Latin impressus, meaning "stamped," "indented," or "imprinted."
A marvelous event impressed you, stamping its mark on your mind.
A second, less joyous meaning of the verb arose two centuries later.
During wars in the 16th century, when the king needed to fill the ranks of the Royal Navy, he would press seafarers—usually sailors with the merchant fleet—into naval service.
The king in fact claimed the permanent right to impress sailors any time he chose.
To do so, he would dispatch "press gangs" to roam the coastal towns. The press gangs were little more than bands of brutal thugs, led by ruthless naval officers. Often they'd snatch any man they spotted—regardless of seafaring experience.
The practice of impressing men into the Royal Navy lasted well into the 19th century, when crown service was made voluntary.