A human being is part of a whole, called by us the "Universe," a
part limited in time and read more

A human being is part of a whole, called by us the "Universe," a
part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his
thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest--a
kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is
a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires
and to affection for a few personsnearest us. Our task must be
to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of
compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of
nature in its beauty.

What would you attempt if you knew you could not fail?

What would you attempt if you knew you could not fail?

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 answer to the question of why it happened, I offer the modest proposal that our Universe is simply one read more

In answer to the question of why it happened, I offer the modest proposal that our Universe is simply one of those things which happen from time to time.

The celestial order and the beauty of the universe compel me to
admit that there is some excellent and read more

The celestial order and the beauty of the universe compel me to
admit that there is some excellent and eternal Being, who
deserves the respect and homage of men.

A universe that came from nothing in the big bang will disappear into nothing at the big crunch. Its glorious read more

A universe that came from nothing in the big bang will disappear into nothing at the big crunch. Its glorious few zillion years of existence not even a memory.

The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

I have never grown out of the infantile belief that the universe was made for me to suck.

I have never grown out of the infantile belief that the universe was made for me to suck.

May my soul bloom in love for all existence.

May my soul bloom in love for all existence.