Quotes About Universe

Stars are the daisies that begem The blue fields of the sky.

Great men have not been concerned with fame. The joy of achievement that comes from finding something new in the universe is by far their greatest joy.

One thought fills immensity.

Such stuff the world is made of.

All that can be said with truth of this Absolute and Supreme Reality is that IT IS. This must suffice.

The spaces between stars are where the work of the universe is done.

I'm delirious with joy. It proves that if you confront the universe with good intentions in your heart, it will reflect that and reward your intent. Usually. It just doesn't always do it in the way you expect.

Accidents happen. That's what everyone says. But in a quantum universe there are no such things as accidents, only possibilities and probabilities folded into existence by perception.

Las matemáticas que hemos inventado o descubierto, de las que creemos o esperamos que sean una llave para acceder a la estructura del universo, muy bien podrían ser igualmente un lenguaje privado con el que garabateamos en los muros de nuestra caverna

Por supuesto, la razón validará a la razón como principio rector del universo. ¿Qué otra cosa iba a hacer? ¿Destronarse a sí misma?

en cuanto empiece a comprender que el universo, no solo en la esfera de los números, sino en todo, está gobernado por leyes, y que nada ocurre por azar, se calmará y entrará en razón.

Pero los números no son así. Los números son un infinito bueno. Y ¿por qué? Pues porque, al ser infinitos en número, llenan todos los espacios del universo, y se apilan unos contra otros como ladrillos. Y así estamos seguros. No hay dónde caer.

Pero tal vez no haya un porqué. Tal vez sea como preguntar por qué un pollo es un pollo, o por qué existe un universo y no un agujero enorme en el cielo. Las cosas son como son.

La razón no es ni la esencia del universo ni mucho menos la esencia de Dios. Muy al contrario, a mí la razón se me antoja sospechosamente la esencia del pensamiento humano; peor aún, es como la esencia de una sola tendencia del pensamiento humano.

There is no such thing as self-awareness. Imagine thought retreating into itself to think about itself. It would be easier to imagine a revolver bullet extracting itself from its victim's wound and re-entering the barrel. Yes, it would be easier to imagine the universe's explosion suddenly halting its outflow of energy, so that the galaxies congeal once more, and the millions of light-years of their flight through space are immediately annulled.

She was not his sun or moon, but his galaxy.

Maybe like the arrangement of stars in the night sky, it was all just random, with only the minds of the afflicted and the affluent alike trying to make sense of the great swings of pain and grace ...while the disinterested universe churned on through relentless, infinite time, on a journey to nowhere. Who the fuck knew.

From the stars we came, and to the stars we return.

the universe is not plagued by intentions and purpose.

Maybe that's what life is... a wink of the eye and winking stars.

Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize 'The stars are words' and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words, and so is this world too. And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it's all in my mind.

The human bones are but vain lines dawdling, the whole universe a blank mold of stars.

The whole universe was crazy and cock-eyed and extremely strange.

Rocks are space, and space is illusion.