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The Sun, with all the planets revolving around it, and depending on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes read more
The Sun, with all the planets revolving around it, and depending on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as though it had nothing else in the Universe to do.
The question is not so much whether there is life on Mars as whether it will continue to be possible read more
The question is not so much whether there is life on Mars as whether it will continue to be possible to live on Earth
The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a single being even to God, this is read more
The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a single being even to God, this is love.
That the universe was formed by a fortuitous concourse of atoms, I will no more believe than that the accidental read more
That the universe was formed by a fortuitous concourse of atoms, I will no more believe than that the accidental jumbling of the alphabet would fall into a most ingenious treatise of philosophy
God does not play dice with the universe; He plays an ineffable game of His own devising, which might be read more
God does not play dice with the universe; He plays an ineffable game of His own devising, which might be compared, from the perspective of the players, (ie everybody), to being involved in an obscure and complex version of poker in a pitch-dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a Dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time.
In some sense man is a microcosm of the universe; therefore what man is, is a clue to the universe. read more
In some sense man is a microcosm of the universe; therefore what man is, is a clue to the universe. We are enfolded in the universe.
There is a theory which states that if ever for any reason anyone discovers what exactly the Universe is for read more
There is a theory which states that if ever for any reason anyone discovers what exactly 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 that states that this has already happened.
In creating, the only hard thing is to begin: a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak.
In creating, the only hard thing is to begin: a grass blade's no easier to make than an oak.
Maybe this world is another planet's hell.
Maybe this world is another planet's hell.