Without being in constant exchange with the rest of the cosmos, you cannot exist. The idea of individuality is an illusion.
I can find no room in my cosmos for a deity save as a waste product of human weakness, the excrement of the imagination.
I really wish there had been a way to phrase this as 'A thunder of worms. ' Because I like that phrase. That's a phrase with soul. Worm thunder on the horizon, all is right with the cosmos.
Which aspects of our nature will prevail is uncertain, particularly when our visions and prospects are bound to one small part of the small planet Earth. But up there in the Cosmos an inescapable perspective awaits.
Aliens might be surprised to learn that in a cosmos with limitless starlight, humans kill for energy sources buried in the sand
What we want is to destroy our false, inorganic connections, especially those related to money, and re-establish the living organic connections, with the cosmos, the sun and earth, with mankind and nation and family. Start with the sun, and the rest will slowly, slowly happen.
There may be some deep questions about the cosmos that are forever beyond science. The mistake is to think they are therefore not beyond religion too.
We are a way for the cosmos to know itself.
I can always look up at the cosmos and marvel, no matter what happens. And when I look up at it, I feel as though my problems are small. I don't know why, but it always makes me feel better.
Feeling a little small? Well, in the context of the cosmos, we are small.
Love creates new form, changes matter, and holds the cosmos together beyond time and space. It's in every one of us. It's what God is.
When we explore the cosmos, we come to believe and prove that we can solve problems that have never been solved. It brings out the best in us. Space exploration imbues everyone with an optimistic view of the future.
. . if all the information of the cosmos flows through our pores at every moment, then our current notion of our human potential is only a glimmer of what it should be.
It would be frightening to think that in all the Cosmos, which is so harmonious, so complete and equal to itself, that only human life is happening randomly, that only one's destiny lacks meaning.
Yet as human beings we have to accept-with humility-that the question of ultimate origins will always remain with us, no matter how deeply we understand the brain and the cosmos that it creates.
The supreme task of the physicist is to arrive at those universal elementary laws from which the cosmos can be built up by pure deduction. There is no logical path to these laws; only intuition, resting on sympathetic understanding of experience, can reach them.
Our loyalties are to the species and the planet. We speak for Earth.
We don't want to conquer the cosmos, we simply want to extend the boundaries of Earth to the frontiers of the cosmos.
For me, music and sound are both the language and underlying architecture of the cosmos.
Man is the matter of the cosmos, contemplating itself.