The universe is made of stories, not atoms.

The universe is made of stories, not atoms.

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.

There are no extra pieces in the universe. Everyone is here because he or she has a place to fill, read more

There are no extra pieces in the universe. Everyone is here because he or she has a place to fill, and every piece must fit itself into the big jigsaw puzzle.

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,

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.

Whatever you are from nature, keep to it; never desert your own line of talent. Be what nature intended you read more

Whatever you are from nature, keep to it; never desert your own line of talent. Be what nature intended you for, and you will succeed; be anything else, and you will be ten thousands times worse than nothing.

The scientific theroy I like best is that the rings of Saturn are composed entirely of lost airline luggage.

The scientific theroy I like best is that the rings of Saturn are composed entirely of lost airline luggage.

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.