I am master of myself as of the universe, so I am; so I wish to be.
A lot of prizes have been awarded for showing the universe is not as simple as we might have thought.
When one is the agent of order and civilisation in the universe, one doesn't stoop to negotiate. Especially with nonhumans.
I love myself for I am a beloved child of the universe and the universe lovingly takes care of me now.
We live what we know. If we believe the universe and ourselves to be mechanical, we will live mechanically.
Terrific. Now to win a larceny trial all we have to do is prove how the universe ends.
The Real You isn't damaged goods. The Real You is the light of the universe.
Evolution is the Law of Life Number is the Law of the Universe Unity is the Law of God
Endure pain, find joy, and make your own meaning, because the universe certainly isn't going to supply it.
It's ridiculous that our solar system, not to mention the universe outside of that, is extraordinarily well organized, to the point where we can predict 70 years away when a comet is coming.
It is possible to have second chances. When I thought everything was lost, when I reached bottom and things didn't go my way, the universe gave me a second chance.
Maybe there isn't a God after all, maybe there's only a universe rotating by itself like a millstone.
The universe does not have a purpose, but we do have! Our purpose is to re-shape this purposeless universe in a way that it will not be able to kill us!
Each of us have a gift, you see, given us freely by the universe. And each of us with every breath gives something back
Fear of the unknown. . . They are afraid of new ideas. . . They are loaded with prejudices, not based upon anything in reality, but based on. . . "If something is new, I reject it immediately because it's frightening to me. " What they do instead is just stay with the familiar. You know, to me, the most beautiful things in all the universe, are the most mysterious.
Salvation is the entire universe being brought back into harmony with its maker.
The reality is in this head. Mine. I'm the projector at the planetarium, all the closed little universe visible in the circle of that stage is coming out of my mouth, eyes, and sometimes other orifices also.
In the immense cathedral which is the universe of God, each person, whether scholar or manual laborer, is called to act as the priest of his whole life--to take all that is human, and to turn it into an offering and a hymn of glory.
Imagine that human existence is defined by an Ache: the Ache of our not being, each of us, the center of the universe; of our desires forever outnumbering our means of satisfying them.
It is a great privilege to be conscious in this universe. Those who understand, shine like stars.