We think we have solved the mystery of creation. Maybe we should patent the universe and charge everyone royalties for their existence.

There is neither spirit nor matter in the world. The stuff of the universe is spirit-matter. No other substance but this could have produced the human molecule.

Helped are those who create anything at all, for they shall relive the thrill of their own conception and realize a partnership in the creation of the Universe that keeps them responsible and cheerful.

Life is our dictionary.

Religion is part of the human make-up. It’s also part of our cultural and intellectual history. Religion was our first attempt at literature, the texts, our first attempt at cosmology, making sense of where we are in the universe, our first attempt at health care, believing in faith healing, our first attempt at philosophy.

The more unintelligent a man is, the less mysterious existence seems to him.

The centre of the system of the world is immovable.

I can well conceive a man without hands, feet, head. But I cannot conceive man without thought; he would be a stone or a brute.

One of the most important decisions you’ll ever make is choosing the kind of universe you exist in: is it helpful and supportive or hostile and unsupportive? Your answer to this question will make all the difference in terms of how you live your life and what kind of Divine assistance you attract.

I think if we didn’t contradict ourselves, it would be awfully boring. It would be tedious to be alive.

Nothing in the universe is contingent, but all things are conditioned to exist and operate in a particular manner by the necessity of the divine nature.

Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything.

From wonder into wonder existence opens.

If we do discover a complete theory, it should be in time understandable in broad principle by everyone. Then we shall all, philosophers, scientists, and just ordinary people be able to take part in the discussion of why we and the universe exist.

The universe as we know it is a joint product of the observer and the observed.

All that we call ideal in Greek or any other art, because to us it is false and visionary, was, to the makers of it, true and existent.

Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.

We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special.

The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.

I do not believe in God; his existence has been disproved by Science. But in the concentration camp, I learned to believe in men.

Technology is destructive only in the hands of people who do not realize that they are one and the same process as the universe.

That deep emotional conviction of the presence of a superior reasoning power, which is revealed in the incomprehensible universe, forms my idea of God.

I existed from all eternity and, behold, I am here; and I shall exist till the end of time, for my being has no end.

The finite is annihilated in the presence of the infinite, and becomes a pure nothing. So our spirit before God, so our justice before divine justice.

My religion encompasses all religions. I believe in God, I believe in the universe. I believe you are god, I believe I am god; I believe the earth is god and the universe is god. We’re all god.

We’re a blip in the existence of the universe, and we’re constantly trying to pull each other down. Not doing things to help each other.

I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don’t let anybody tell you different.

Certain defects are necessary for the existence of individuality.

The universe is a big place, perhaps the biggest.

Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end.

Up until the 1920s, everyone thought the universe was essentially static and unchanging in time.

Contention existed before the earth was formed.

Whatsoever is, is in God, and without God nothing can be, or be conceived.

The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao; the name that can be named is not the eternal name. The Nameless is the origin of Heaven and Earth; the Named is the mother of all things.

Sometimes I think we’re alone in the universe, and sometimes I think we’re not. In either case the idea is quite staggering.

This is the truth: as from a fire aflame thousands of sparks come forth, even so from the Creator an infinity of beings have life and to him return again.

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?

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

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

Things are as they are. Looking out into it the universe at night, we make no comparisons between right and wrong stars, nor between well and badly arranged constellations.

Go up in an airplane. Go high enough, and it’s like we don’t even exist.

I think the discovery of supersymmetric partners for the known particles would revolutionize our understanding of the universe.

I think it quite likely that we are the only civilization within several hundred light years; otherwise we would have heard radio waves.

Before we understand science, it is natural to believe that God created the universe.

Poetry is the art of substantiating shadows, and of lending existence to nothing.

We’ve gotta become the Martians. I’m a Martian – I tell you to become Martians. And we’ve gotta go to Mars and civilize Mars and build a whole civilization on Mars and then move out, 300 years from now into the universe. And when we do that, we have a chance of living forever.

Rebellion cannot exist without the feeling that somewhere, in some way, you are justified.

Observe constantly that all things take place by change, and accustom thyself to consider that the nature of the Universe loves nothing so much as to change the things which are, and to make new things like them.

For if there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.

There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.

In the consciousness of the truth he has perceived, man now sees everywhere only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence and loathing seizes him.

The world, we are told, was made especially for man – a presumption not supported by all the facts. A numerous class of men are painfully astonished whenever they find anything, living or dead, in all God’s universe, which they cannot eat or render in some way what they call useful to themselves.

We think that life develops spontaneously on Earth, so it must be possible for life to develop on suitable planets elsewhere in the universe. But we don’t know the probability that a planet develops life.

Science sent the Hubble telescope out into space, so it could capture light and the absence thereof, from the very beginning of time. And the telescope really did that. So now we know that there was once absolutely nothing, such a perfect nothing that there wasn’t even nothing or once.

But blind to former as to future fate, what mortal knows his pre-existent state?

There is nothing your highest self wants more than peace. This peace makes you feel worthy of all of the richest blessings of the universe, and when you radiate this out into the world, it is returned to you without fail.

Each thing is of like form from everlasting and comes round again in its cycle.

In a way, the whole tangible universe itself is a vast residue, a skeleton of countless lives that have germinated in it and have left it, leaving behind them only a trifling, infinitesimal part of their riches.

The universe is transformation: life is opinion.

We are the representatives of the cosmos; we are an example of what hydrogen atoms can do, given 15 billion years of cosmic evolution.

There is no chance and anarchy in the universe. All is system and gradation. Every god is there sitting in his sphere.