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When I was young, I said to God, 'God, tell me the mystery of the universe.' But God answered, 'that read more
When I was young, I said to God, 'God, tell me the mystery of the universe.' But God answered, 'that knowledge is for me alone.' So I said, 'God, tell me the mystery of the peanut.' Then God said, 'Well, George, that's more nearly your size.'
Life consists in penetrating the unknown, and fashioning our actions in accord with the new knowledge thus acquired.
Life consists in penetrating the unknown, and fashioning our actions in accord with the new knowledge thus acquired.
Every human life involves an unfathomable mystery, for man is the riddle of the universe, and the riddle of man read more
Every human life involves an unfathomable mystery, for man is the riddle of the universe, and the riddle of man in his endowment with personal capacities.
One (practitioner of science) is the educated man who still has a controlled sense of wonder before the universal mystery, read more
One (practitioner of science) is the educated man who still has a controlled sense of wonder before the universal mystery, whether it hides in a snail's eye or within the light that impinges on that delicate organ.
No object is mysterious. The mystery is in your eye.
No object is mysterious. The mystery is in your eye.
We have grasped the mystery of the atom and rejected the Sermon on the Mount.
We have grasped the mystery of the atom and rejected the Sermon on the Mount.
As we acquire more knowledge, things do not become more comprehensible, but more mysterious.
As we acquire more knowledge, things do not become more comprehensible, but more mysterious.
The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is read more
The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is a mystery, containing, like all mysteries, the possibility of torment.
The workings of the human heart are the profoundest mystery of the universe. One moment they make us despair of read more
The workings of the human heart are the profoundest mystery of the universe. One moment they make us despair of our kind, and the next we see in them the reflection of the divine image.
