Quotes About Universe

The second is a cosmological dimension, the dimension with which science is concerned—showing you what the shape of the universe is, but showing it in such a way that the mystery again comes through.

The story that we have in the West, so far as it is based on the Bible, is based on a view of the universe that belongs to the first millennium B.C. It does not accord with our concept either of the universe or of the dignity of man. It belongs entirely somewhere else.

All the gods, all the heavens, all the world, are within us.

The fate of the universe didn't rest in the hands of the giants. It could be found in the littlest things. Anything done well was a worthy accomplishment, whether it be unwrapping arcane secrets or sweeping halls, raising kingdoms from the ocean or washing dishes. All tasks, great or small, were of equal importance in the end. Without peasants, there could be no kings. Without soldiers, there was no army.

Destroy knowledge?" I said. "The only point of existence, if there is one at all, is in the accumulation of the collective intelligence of the sentient beings of the universe." "Even dangerous intelligence?" "Intelligence is neutral. Application is everything." She sighed. "Says the evil genius." "Evil is a relative term.

Is it not careless to become too local when there are four hundred billion stars in our galaxy alone.

Though I have looked everywhereI can find nothing lowlyin the universe.

The widest thing in the universe is not space, it is the potential capacity of the human heart.

The Earth is nothing but phlegm spat out by the Sun, and our immediate solar system a whirlwind of boulders. There is no delicate balance.

If you wanted reflections on the nature of the universe and your place in it, you should have stayed in school. You want fart noises and cock jokes, I'm your man.

Nothing in all the vast universe can come to pass otherwise than God has eternally purposed. Here is a foundation of faith. Here is a resting place for the intellect. Here is an anchor for the soul, both sure and steadfast. It is not blind fate, unbridled evil, man or Devil, but the Lord Almighty who is ruling the world, ruling it according to His own good pleasure and for His own eternal glory.

For the core of religion is the twinned principle of arrogance and fear. Fear of oblivion. Fear of an unfair life and an arbitrary universe. Fear of there simply being nothing, no great and grand scheme to existence. The fear, ultimately, of being powerless.

There's something absurdly comforting about the notion that we live in a universe of infinite possibilities.

Look at the sky. We are not alone. The whole universe is friendly to us and conspires only to give the best to those who dream and work.

Each star is a mirror reflecting the truth inside you.

The act of writing itself is much like the construction of a mirror made of words. Looking at certain illuminated corners of or cracks within the mirror, the author can see fragments of an objective reality that comprise the physical universe, social communities, political dynamics, and other facets of human existence. Looking in certain other corners of the same mirror, he or she may experience glimpses of a True Self sheltered deftly behind a mask of public proprieties.

The Universe said, 'Let me show your soul something beautiful.

Like the air you breathe, abundance in all things is available to you. Your life will simply be as good as you allow it to be.

We can never sneer at the stars, mock the dawn, or scoff at the totality of being.

De mens is geroepen in zijn doen zijn eigen wezen af te spiegelen. Hij zelf is een wereld in het klein, maar het ganse heelal vindt hij in zijn boezem terug. Niet het grote, het onbegrensde, het onbereikbare is daarom zijn taak, maar het lokale, het afgeperkte, het kleine, doch dat binnen zijn bepaalde afmetingen toch altijd het grote weerkaatst.

IBELIEVE IN BLACK HOLES. I believe that as the universe empties into nothingness, past and future will smack together in the last swirl around the drain.

I remembered... how the dust motes dancing in the morning rays formed their own galaxy. When I was a child, that sight had hinted at the wonderful and frightening complexity of the university, of how the closer one looked the more one saw revealed, and on'es imagination was the only limit.

Think of how far a voice must have to travel to go beyond the universe. How powerful that voice must be to get there.

Don't the overwhelming majority believe that mankind is the crowning achievement of Creation, that man is better than everything, even things we haven't yet investigated? And don't those people who aren't able to escape the bonds of their own ego think that the entire Universe, even the countless worlds of outer space, is just a backdrop for this ego? And yet it might be quite different.