“Tell your son to stop trying to fill your head with science — for to fill your heart with love is enough.”

Nature has a great simplicity and therefore a great beauty

I don’t feel frightened by not knowing things, by being lost in a mysterious universe without any purpose, which is the way it really is, as far as I can tell. Possibly. It doesn’t frighten me.

You see, I get so much fun out of thinking that I don’t want to destroy this pleasant machine that makes life such a big kick.

To every man is given the key to the gates of heaven. The same key opens the gates of hell.

Philosophers say a great deal about what is absolutely necessary for science, and it is always, so far as one can see, rather naive, and probably wrong.

Nature uses only the longest threads to weave her patterns, so each small piece of her fabric reveals the organization of the entire tapestry.

Why nature is mathematical is, again, a mystery.

I think nature’s imagination Is so much greater than man’s, she’s never going to let us relax

I don’t know what’s the matter with people: they don’t learn by understanding; they learn by some other way—by rote, or something. Their knowledge is so fragile!

We are lucky to live in an age in which we are still making discoveries.

Everything is interesting if you go into it deeply enough

I don’t know what’s the matter with people: they don’t learn by understanding, they learn by some other way — by rote or something. Their knowledge is so fragile.

Physicists like to think that all you have to do is say, these are the conditions, now what happens next?

I love to think. I once considered taking drugs as an attempt to better understand an altered state of mind; however, I decided not to. I didn’t want to chance ruining the machine.

Religion is a culture of faith; science is a culture of doubt.

I learned very early the difference between knowing the name of something and knowing something.

The only forever I have witnessed in my life is the relationship of love and goodbyes.

Don’t worry about your heart, it will last you as long as you live.

Freedom has its life in the hearts, the actions, the spirit of men and so it must be daily earned and refreshed – else like a flower cut from its life-giving roots, it will wither and die.

This is his first punishment, that by the verdict of his own heart no guilty man is acquitted.

How long can the flowers in my garden survive if the sun suddenly disappears?

Heartbreak wears me like it’s love.

We do not really know what we have lost until all that is left is the emptiness within us.

A heart that’s broke is a heart that’s been loved.