Quotes About Cosmos

If you could stretch a given minute, what would you find between its unstuck components? Probably some kind of astral madness. A bleak comprehension of the final size of things.

a life terrain, might itself be the object of a person's study and wonder for years. A cosmology against the void.

She is beginning to think it is possible that all creation is a spurt of blank matter that chances to make an emerald planet here, a dead star there, with random waste between.

He looked at the stars again, and he realized that it's not the stars that create light, but rather light that creates the stars.

Svemir je jednostavan, onakav kakav jest ili onakav kakav nije, ali ljudska bi?a sve kompliciraju.

There is something beautiful about a billion stars held steady by a God who knows what He is doing.

They are lonely. I'm not talking about lonely for a lover or a friend. I mean lonely in the universal sense, lonely inside the understanding that we are tiny people on a tiny little earth suspended in an endless void that echoes past stars and stars of stars.

There is something beautiful about a billion stars held steady by a God who knows what He is doing. (They hang there, the stars, like notes on a page of music, free-form verse, silent mysteries swirling in the blue like jazz.) And as I lay there, it occurred to me that God is up there somewhere.

There is something beautiful about a billion stars held steady by a God who knows what He is doing. (They hang there, the stars, like notes on a page of music, free-form verse, silent mysteries swirling in the blue like jazz.)

I understand why people wear crystals around their necks and why they perform chants and gaze at stars. They are lonely. I'm not talking about lonely for a lover or a friend. I mean lonely in the universal sense, lonely inside the understanding that we are tiny little people on a tiny little earth suspended in an endless void that echoes past stars and stars of stars. And it's not like God has a call-in radio show.

Lyra, Cassiopeia the queen, whiplash Scorpius with the twin stings in his tail, all the friendly childhood patterns that had twinkled me to sleep from the glow-in-the-dark planetarium stars on my bedroom ceiling back in New York. Now, transfigured - cold and glorious like deities with their disguises flung off - it was as if they'd flown through the roof and into the sky to assume their true, celestial homes.

What are the dead, anyway, but waves and energy? Light shining from a dead star?

There were no stars, or if they were they shone like volcanic glass.

If prevision be a fact, it is a fact which destroys absolutely the entire basis of all our past opinions of the universe.

It has been noted that one needs only 39 digits of Pi to make a circle the size of the observable universe accurate to one atom of hydrogen.

Solo en las vastas extensiones del espacio la luz parece lenta

Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a falling star; one of a million lights in a vast sky that flares up for a brief moment only to disappear into the endless night forever. -Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

Albert Einstein said that the single most important question is whether the universe is friendly. I think it is important for everybody to come to a point where they feel inside that the universe is friendly.

Aw, where we come from the Anti-Life Equation is one of many others--almost as awesome!! But they merely exist!!

Free your heart. Travel like the moon among the stars. —BUDDHA

Notice this rent in my garment; I am at a loss to explain its presence! I am even more puzzled by the existence of the universe.

Our dreams are firsthand creations, rather than residues of waking life. We have the capacity for infinite creativity at least while dreaming, we partake of the power of the Spirit, the infinite Godhead that creates the cosmos.

Can they hear the stars, here where they lie in the hollow?

Do you think there could be a universe next door?