Quotes About World

In some ways that fight gave me more respect around the world and helped me be even more popular because so many people felt my pain and saw that I was robbed.

What you see happening right now with some of the consolidation is all about more spectrum and capital formation that give you the scale, scope and resources to invest in that 3G world.

It is a good idea to become involved with sports and athletics. It makes you strong. You need to be strong to deal with this world and the powers and forces that block enlightenment.

I tried to scream like you once screamed God since I wanted to make the whole world faint but Harry Astley clapped his hand over my mouth O the sheer joy of feeling my teeth sink in.

I used to think Denny was foolish because she had no definite ideas about the world. I had very definite ideas: the world was a mess, but its problems could be solved by modern technology, and when Alan and I left college we would begin to improve things. I was an ignorant git. If intelligence asks searching questions and does not relax on a pile of glib answers Denny was the intelligent half of us.

The world is a dangerous place to live, not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don't do anything about it.

What really interests me is whether God had any choice in the creation of the World.

I don't try to imagine a personal God; it suffices to stand in awe at the structure of the world, insofar as it allows our inadequate senses to appreciate it.

I believe in Spinoza's God, who reveals Himself in the lawful harmony of the world, not in a God who concerns Himself with the fate and the doings of mankind... to Rabbi Herbert Goldstein (1929)

It was, of course, a lie what you read about my religious convictions, a lie which is being systematically repeated. I do not believe in a personal God and I have never denied this but have expressed it clearly. If something is in me which can be called religious then it is the unbounded admiration for the structure of the world so far as our science can reveal it.

I fear the day that technology will surpass our human interaction. The world will have a generation of idiots.

The environment is everything that isn't me.

The most amazing thing about the world is that we understand it.

Out yonder there is this huge world, which exists independently of us human beings and which stands before us like a great, eternal riddle, at least partially accessible to our inspection and thinking

The world is in greater peril from those who tolerate or encourage evil than from those who actually commit it.

A conviction akin to religious feeling of the rationality or intelligibility of the world lies behind all scientific work of a high order.

If something is in me which can be called religious, then it is the unbounded admiration for the structure of the world so far as our science can reveal it.

The eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility… The fact that it is comprehensible is a miracle.

Now he has again preceded me a little in parting from this strange world. This has no importance. For people like us who believe in physics, the separation between past, present and future has only the importance of an admittedly tenacious illusion.

When I am judging a theory, I ask myself whether, if I were God, I would have arranged the world in such a way.

I want to know how God created this world. I am not interested in this or that phenomenon. I want to know His thoughts, the rest are details.

What a deep [trust] in the rationality of the structure of the world and what a longing to understand even a small glimpse of the reason revealed in the world there must have been in Kepler and Newton to enable them to unravel the mechanism of the heavens in long years of lonely work!

One may say the eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility.

The basis of all scientific work is the conviction that the world is an ordered and comprehensive entity, which is a religious sentiment. My religious feeling is a humble amazement at the order revealed in the small patch of reality to which our feeble intelligence is equal.