To be what no one ever was, To be what everyone has been: Freedom is the mean of those Extremes read more

To be what no one ever was, To be what everyone has been: Freedom is the mean of those Extremes that fence all effort in.

And in the end it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.

And in the end it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.

Freedom is the by-product of economic surplus.

Freedom is the by-product of economic surplus.

What a peculiar privilege has this little agitation of the brain which we call 'thought'.

What a peculiar privilege has this little agitation of the brain which we call 'thought'.

To label me an intellectual is a misunderstanding of what that is.

To label me an intellectual is a misunderstanding of what that is.

To the man who only has a hammer in the toolkit, every problem looks like a nail.

To the man who only has a hammer in the toolkit, every problem looks like a nail.

Nothing exists until or unless it is observed. An artist is making something exist by observing it. And his hope read more

Nothing exists until or unless it is observed. An artist is making something exist by observing it. And his hope for other people is that they will also make it exist by observing it. I call it "creative observation." Creative viewing.

After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, read more

After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isn’t it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am asked—as I am surprisingly often—why I bother to get up in the mornings.

Some men see things as they are and ask, 'why?' I dream things that never were and ask, 'why not?'"NB: read more

Some men see things as they are and ask, 'why?' I dream things that never were and ask, 'why not?'"NB: This quote is a paraphrase from a similar quote by G. B. Shaw.