Quotes About Limitless

This was sending me out so much further than I had ever expected: a place beyond strength.

Much as Hamlet famously declares, "I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space," each of the bubble universes appears to have finite spatial extent when examined from the outside, but infinite spatial extent when examined from the inside. And that's a marvelous realization

If you were to head out into the cosmos, traveling ever farther, would you find that space goes on indefinitely, or that it abruptly ends?

A stack of five off-the-shelf terabyte hard drives fits comfortably within a sphere of radius 50 centimeters, whose surface is covered by about 1070 Planck cells. The surface's storage capacity is thus about 1070 bits, which is about a billion, trillion, trillion, trillion, trillion terabytes, and so enormously exceeds anything you can buy. No one in Silicon Valley cares much about these theoretical constraints.

Current data thus favor an ever-expanding universe shaped like the three-dimensional version of the infinite tabletop or of the finite video-game screen.

I can envision calculations all the way to infinity," she said, as if in a trance. "I don't have to write them down.

Imperial man," said Turok, stepping forward from the shade, "what is it you see when you stare out onto the desert like that?" Kynes answered without looking at him. "I see limitless possibilities.

We are small, but the universe is not.

We are many. Our number is greater than the stars. We are more than infinity.

Dream big dreams! Imagine that you have no limitations and then decide what's right before you decide what's possible.

Where is your real power? Is it in the title you carry? Is it in the possessions you have – a nice car, a big house, money in the bank? Is it in your status? No, your power is not outside you. It's within you. External power may feed your ego, but internal power is empowering; external power is temporary, internal power is permanent; external power is limited, internal power is limitless.

Mile after mile of rolling blue prairie flows beneath us, stretching to the ends of the earth, revealing nothing.

These days there seems to be nowhere left to explore, at least on the land area of the Earth. Victims of their very success, the explorers now pretty much stay home.

I Ã¢â'¬Â¦ had ambition not only to go farther than anyone had done before," wrote Captain James Cook, the eighteenth-century explorer of the Pacific, "but as far as it was possible for man to go.

A single lifetime, even though entirely devoted to the sky, would not be enough for the investigation of so vast a subject 

The known is finite, the unknown infinite; intellectually we stand on an islet in the midst of an illimitable ocean of inexplicability. Our business in every generation is to reclaim a little more land. —T. H. Huxley

I Ã¢â'¬Â¦ had ambition not only to go farther than anyone had done before," wrote Captain James Cook, the eighteenth-century explorer of the Pacific, "but as far as it was possible for man to go." Two centuries later, Yuri Romanenko, on returning to Earth after what was then the longest space flight in history, said "The Cosmos is a magnet Ã¢â'¬Â¦ Once you've been there, all you can think of is how to get back.

The known is finite, the unknown infinite; intellectually we stand on an islet in the midst of an illimitable ocean of inexplicability.

The known is finite, the unknown infinite; intellectually we stand on an islet in the midst of an illimitable ocean of inexplicability. Our business in every generation is to reclaim a little more land. —T. H. Huxley, 1887 The

It takes everything I've got to offer, but not more than I wish to give." He pointed.

An enlightened trust in the sovereignty of human reason can be every bit as magical as the exploits of Merlin, and a faith in our capacity for limitless self-improvement just as much a wide-eyed superstition as a faith in leprechauns.

No matter how much you know, there will always be more; no one knows everything.

Studies have shown that an ant can carry one hundred times its own weight, but there is no known limit to the lifting power of the average tiny eighty-year-old Spanish peasant grandmother.

This is space. It's sometimes called the final frontier. (Except that of course you can't have a final frontier, because there'd be nothing for it to be a frontier to , but as frontiers go, it's pretty penultimate . . .)