In the beginning there was nothing, which exploded.

Nature is ever at work building and pulling down, creating and destroying, keeping everything whirling and flowing, allowing no rest but in rhythmical motion, chasing everything in endless song out of one beautiful form into another.

Love is an adventure and a conquest. It survives and develops, like the universe itself, only by perpetual discovery.

God created man, but I could do better.

It may be that our role on this planet is not to worship God – but to create him.

Everything in the universe has a purpose. Indeed, the invisible intelligence that flows through everything in a purposeful fashion is also flowing through you.

A masterpiece is something said once and for all, stated, finished, so that it’s there complete in the mind, if only at the back.

All variety of created objects which represent order and life in the universe could happen only by the willful reasoning of its original Creator, whom I call the ‚Lord God.‘

The universe is change; our life is what our thoughts make it.

Even sleepers are workers and collaborators in what goes on in the Universe.

I really believe in the philosophy that you create your own universe. I’m just trying to create a good one for myself.

So long as the universe had a beginning, we could suppose it had a creator. But if the universe is really completely self-contained, having no boundary or edge, it would have neither beginning nor end: it would simply be. What place, then, for a creator?

Space is almost infinite. As a matter of fact, we think it is infinite.

What I’ve discovered is that in art, as in music, there’s a lot of truth-and then there’s a lie. The artist is essentially creating his work to make this lie a truth, but he slides it in amongst all the others. The tiny little lie is the moment I live for, my moment. It’s the moment that the audience falls in love.

Against eternal injustice, man must assert justice, and to protest against the universe of grief, he must create happiness.

For me, the real earth is that chosen part of the universe, still almost universally dispersed and in course of gradual segregation, but which is little by little taking on body and form in Christ.

Mozart’s music is so pure and beautiful that I see it as a reflection of the inner beauty of the universe.

Humanity at the centre of the primates, Homo sapiens, in humanity, is the end-product of a gradual work of creation, the successive sketches for which still surround us on every side.

Our Heavenly Father loves you. He has created you to be successful and to have joy.

The writer may very well serve a movement of history as its mouthpiece, but he cannot of course create it.

Driven by the forces of love, the fragments of the world seek each other so that the world may come to being.

A subject for a great poet would be God’s boredom after the seventh day of creation.

The sky is the part of creation in which nature has done for the sake of pleasing man.

Most foreign policies that history has marked highly, in whatever country, have been originated by leaders who were opposed by experts.

For me, it is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring.

God writes the Gospel not in the Bible alone, but also on trees, and in the flowers and clouds and stars.

Everything starts somewhere, although many physicists disagree.

It is the stars, The stars above us, govern our conditions.

To create something you must be something.

The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do.

The most dangerous creation of any society is the man who has nothing to lose.

I think that God, in creating man, somewhat overestimated his ability.

The usual approach of science of constructing a mathematical model cannot answer the questions of why there should be a universe for the model to describe. Why does the universe go to all the bother of existing?

It is far better to grasp the universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring.

Look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Try to make sense of what you see, and wonder about what makes the universe exist. Be curious.

We get the exciting result that the total energy of the universe is zero. Why this should be so is one of the great mysteries – and therefore one of the important questions of physics. After all, what would be the use of studying physics if the mysteries were not the most important things to investigate?

Philosophy is written in this grand book, the universe, which stands continually open to our gaze. But the book cannot be understood unless one first learns to comprehend the language and read the letters in which it is composed.

From things that have happened and from things as they exist and from all things that you know and all those you cannot know, you make something through your invention that is not a representation but a whole new thing truer than anything true and alive, and you make it alive, and if you make it well enough, you give it immortality.

It is clear to everyone that astronomy at all events compels the soul to look upwards, and draws it from the things of this world to the other.

In the divine milieu, all the elements of the universe touch each other by that which is most inward and ultimate in them. There they concentrate, little by little, all that is purest and most attractive in them without loss and without danger of subsequent corruption.

Every legend, moreover, contains its residuum of truth, and the root function of language is to control the universe by describing it.

When a person really desires something, all the universe conspires to help that person to realize his dream.

When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty.

The problem of evil, that is to say the reconciling of our failures, even the purely physical ones, with creative goodness and creative power, will always remain one of the most disturbing mysteries of the universe for both our hearts and our minds.

There is that in the glance of a flower which may at times control the greatest of creation’s braggart lords.

God may exist, but science can explain the universe without the need for a creator.

If an eloquent speaker speak not the truth, is there a more horrid kind of object in creation?

Throughout history, people have studied pure science from a desire to understand the universe rather than practical applications for commercial gain. But their discoveries later turned out to have great practical benefits.

To the mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders.

When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe.

We are the miracle of force and matter making itself over into imagination and will. Incredible. The Life Force experimenting with forms. You for one. Me for another. The Universe has shouted itself alive. We are one of the shouts.

Even if there is only one possible unified theory, it is just a set of rules and equations. What is it that breathes fire into the equations and makes a universe for them to describe?

I think much has been made of this alter ego business. I mean, I actually stopped creating characters in 1975 – for albums, anyway.

Nature teaches us that tens of billions of light years may have passed, and life in all of its expressions has always been subjected to an incredible combination of matter and radiation.

Observations indicate that the universe is expanding at an ever increasing rate. It will expand forever, getting emptier and darker.

For, if a good speaker, never so eloquent, does not see into the fact, and is not speaking the truth of that – is there a more horrid kind of object in creation?

I want to know why the universe exists, why there is something greater than nothing.

You are the universe, you aren’t in the universe.

By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired.

There is more stupidity than hydrogen in the universe, and it has a longer shelf life.

Listen; there’s a hell of a good universe next door: let’s go.