Maxioms by Dr. Carl Sagan
The Universe forces those who live in it to understand it. Those creatures who find everyday experience a muddled jumble read more
The Universe forces those who live in it to understand it. Those creatures who find everyday experience a muddled jumble of events with no predictability, no regularity, are in grave peril. The Universe belongs to those who, at least to some degree,
Who are we? Where do we come from? Why are we this way and not some other? What does it read more
Who are we? Where do we come from? Why are we this way and not some other? What does it mean to be human? Are we capable, if need be, of fundamental change, or do the dead hands of forgotten ancestors impel us in some direction, indiscriminately for good or ill, and beyond our control? Can we alter our character? Can we improve our societies? Can we leave our children a world better than the one that was left to us? Can we free them from the demons that torment us and haunt our civilization? In the long run, are we wise enough to know what changes to make? Can we be trusted with our own future?
Never utter these words: 'I do not know this, therefore it is false.' One must study to know; know to read more
Never utter these words: 'I do not know this, therefore it is false.' One must study to know; know to understand; understand to judge.
Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.
Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.
I worry that, especially as the Millennium edges nearer, pseudo-science and superstition will seem year by year more tempting, the read more
I worry that, especially as the Millennium edges nearer, pseudo-science and superstition will seem year by year more tempting, the siren song of unreason more sonorous and attractive.