God does not play dice with the universe; He plays an ineffable game of His own devising, which might be compared, from the perspective of the players, (ie everybody), to being involved in an obscure and complex version of poker in a pitch-dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a Dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time.
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The universe is made of stories, not atoms.
The universe is made of stories, not atoms.
Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.
Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.
It is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and read more
It is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring.
Nothing is lost yet, nothing broken, and yet the cold blue word is spoken: say goodbye now to the Sun, read more
Nothing is lost yet, nothing broken, and yet the cold blue word is spoken: say goodbye now to the Sun, the days of love and leaves are done.
The universe seems bankrupt as soon as we begin to discuss the characters of individuals.
The universe seems bankrupt as soon as we begin to discuss the characters of individuals.
The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a single being even to God, this is read more
The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a single being even to God, this is love.
The universe lies before you on the floor, in the air, in the mysterious bodies of your dancers, in your read more
The universe lies before you on the floor, in the air, in the mysterious bodies of your dancers, in your mind. From this voyage no one returns poor or weary.
In answer to the question of why it happened, I offer the modest proposal that our Universe is simply one read more
In answer to the question of why it happened, I offer the modest proposal that our Universe is simply one of those things which happen from time to time.
In some sense man is a microcosm of the universe; therefore what man is, is a clue to the universe. read more
In some sense man is a microcosm of the universe; therefore what man is, is a clue to the universe. We are enfolded in the universe.
