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The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers and cities; but to know someone here and read more
The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers and cities; but to know someone here and there who thinks and feels with us, and though distant, is close to us in spirit - this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden.
There is only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that's your own self.
There is only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that's your own self.
I have never grown out of the infantile belief that the universe was made for me to suck.
I have never grown out of the infantile belief that the universe was made for me to suck.
I'm astounded by people who want to 'know' the universe when it's hard enough to find your way around Chinatown.
I'm astounded by people who want to 'know' the universe when it's hard enough to find your way around Chinatown.
Black holes are where God divided by zero.
Black holes are where God divided by zero.
Wouldn't it be much worse if life were fair and all the terrible things that happen to us, come because read more
Wouldn't it be much worse if life were fair and all the terrible things that happen to us, come because actually deserve them? So now I take comfort in the general hostility and unfairness of the Universe
The Sun, with all the planets revolving around it, and depending on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes read more
The Sun, with all the planets revolving around it, and depending on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as though it had nothing else in the Universe to do.
Consciousness . . . is the phenomenon whereby the universe's very
existence is made known.
Consciousness . . . is the phenomenon whereby the universe's very
existence is made known.
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,