Quotes About Cosmos

I cannot possibly conceive of my planet Earth as the centre of a three-tiered universe. I know rather that the sun, around which my planet Earth revolves, is a middle sized star in a galaxy called the Milky Way that has over a hundred billion other suns or stars within it.

Sunsets are absolutely amazing from the Space Station.

A billion stars go spinning through the night, glittering above your head, But in you is the presence that will be when all the stars are dead.

Ah, not to be cut off, not through the slightest partition shut out from the law of the stars. The inner -- what is it? if not the intensified sky, hurled through with birds and deep with the winds of homecoming.

But everything that we encounter is so very much of one piece, and so intimately related to everything else, and has given birth to itself, grows, and is then raised so much to come into its own, that we basically just need to be there, if only unassumingly, if only authentically, the way the earth is there in its affirmation of the seasons, light and dark and wholly in space, longing to be supported by nothing but that web of influences and forces where the stars feel secure.

Is it not peculiar that nearly all of the great philosophers and psychologists have always paid attention to the earth and nothing but the earth? Would it not be more sublime to lift our eyes from this crumb, and instead of considering a speck of dust in the universe, to turn our attention to space itself?

In later years it would sometimes happen that I'd wake up at night and see the stars so real in the sky and so meaningful in their course, and couldn't understand how anyone could bring themselves to miss so much of the world.

And surely of all the stars that perished long ago, one still exists. I think that I know which one it is-- which one, at the end of its beam in the sky, stands like a white city . . .

But if a man would be alone, let him look at the stars. The rays that come from those heavenly worlds, will separate between him and vulgar things.

there is no planet, sun, or star could hold you if you but knew what you are.

Astronomy to the selfish becomes astrology.

Man is a piece of the universe made alive

The stars awaken a certain reverence, because though always present, they are inaccessible

I am not solitary whilst I read and write, though nobody is with me. But if a man would be alone, let him look at the stars.

Atom from atom yawns as far As moon from earth, or star from star.

The stars have us to bed: Night draws the curtain; which the sun withdraws. Music

for the universe becomes transparent, and the light of higher laws

The Purpose-Guided Universe by Bernard Haisch and You Are the Universe by Deepak Chopra and Menas Kafatos.

In a certain sense, everything is everywhere at all times. For every location involves an aspect of itself in every other location. Thus every spatio-temporal standpoint mirrors the world.

Why should not we also enjoy an original relation to the universe? Why should not we have a

But if a man would be alone, let him look at the stars. The rays that come from those heavenly worlds, will separate between him and what he touches. One might think the atmosphere was made transparent with this design, to give man, in the heavenly bodies, the perpetual presence of the sublime.

You two are together in the stars, but not in this world, in this life.

Instead of seeing my life as a personal history or career, I see myself as a pilgrim on a spiritual journey. I am no longer an isolated ego narrating my own storyline; I am a soul, evolving toward oneness. I am a pinprick of awareness in the star field of the cosmos. I am part of it all.

He lit the night he brought with the fire that puts out the planets when time ends.