Quotes About Cosmic

I am convinced that the universe is under the control of a loving purpose, and that in the struggle for righteousness man has cosmic companionship.

the essential task of feminism is not to go looking around for a ready-made theory and then try to make it relevant to our (little?) "issue" or "problem". This is self-depreciating in the extreme, a fact that is obvious if one realises that feminism is cosmic in its dimensions.

Faced with the Divine, people took refuge in the banal, as though answering a cosmic multiple-choice question: If you saw a burning bush, would you (a) call 911, (b) get the hot dogs, or (c) recognize God? A vanishingly small number of people would recognize God, Anne had decided years before, and most of them had simply missed a dose of Thorazine.

Soy ciudadano del universo"».

The sky, like the sea, can anchor us. It says: hey, it's okay, there is something bigger than your life that you are part of, and it's – literally – cosmic.

Humans, in the day that has been the Earth, have been here for less than a minute. We're a late-night piss in the toilet, that's all we are.

She carried on talking. And as she did so, I realized there could be no cosmic consequence at all if I stopped listening, and with that realization I switched off the phone.

in the cosmic order of things. There is no rejection, there is only redirection.

Eu sunt tu si tu esti eu. Suntem singuri, insa nu suntem singuri. Suntem prinsi in timp, dar si infiniti. Suntem facuti din carne, dar si din praf de stele.

It was strange, the significance of that moment for me and the insignificance of it for her. But then I reminded myself that when galaxies collide they pass right through.

So, if and when they discover aliens they'd be really pretty unsettled because then we'd have to know, once and for all, that there is nothing really unique or special about us at all.

There is a ti,e inherent to Nature. This time, in Whitehead, is inherent to the things, it embaces us, to the extent that we participate in the things, or that we take part in the process of Nature. It is essential for us, but insofar as we are Nature. Subjectivity is caught up in the system of a cosmic time, in a subjectivity of Nature.

The Sa comes into being when the horizontal plane of reality is fastened by the cosmic cord, the divine principle, to form a protective coil. The universal force that binds all things together forms a center, a mooring post, a place of stability binding heaven and earth.

To live without love is impossible, and so the loveless man or woman seeks an ersatz passion, like extreme hate or cruelty with which love is inextricably woven as a treacherous swamp is part of a cosmic scheme that includes the pastures of Paradise.

Due to many cosmic and worldly reasons, we will surely lose our planet one day! Till that dark day comes, let us give our profound affection to our beloved earth!

God has not any Holy Book; but Man has many Holy Book writers! Producing Holy Books is a cosmic crime against God! God has not spoken yet! He has been silent for billions of years, because He is out of this universe!

Humanity must have a speed of advance higher than the speed of advance of cosmic disasters or big global catastrophes!

Science says that there are many more universes apart from ours. In that case, even when we think universally, we still think locally!

There exists no greater megalomania than thinking that we are all alone in this cosmic ocean!

If there are paranormal elements use words like "demon" or "worlds colliding.

Your attention please. This is not a rehearsal. This is not a drill. This is your life. Make the most of it. Become a hero. Bring the ultimate cosmic journey – your journey – to its appointed end. Become God.

You evolve--cosmically and geologically. You lose each other and find each other again. Every day.

What makes spirals so prevalent in cosmic design? They are the purest expression of moving energy. Wherever energy is left to move on its own it resolves into spirals. The universe moves and transforms in spirals, never straight lines.

The human race will disappear. Other races in turn will appear and disappear. The skies will be glacial and empty, traversed by the feeble light of half-dead stars. These too will disappear. Everything will disappear. And human actions are as free and as stripped of meaning as the unfettered movements of the elementary particles. Good, evil, morality, sentiments? Pure 'Victorian fictions.' All that exists is egotism. Cold, intact, and radiant.