Despite our strongly felt kinship and oneness with nature, all the evidence suggests that nature doesn’t care one whit about us.
ALAN LIGHTMANYou can’t let your characters just be mouthpieces for your ideas. They have to live and breathe on their own.
More Alan Lightman Quotes
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Human beings consider themselves satisfied only compared to some other condition.
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I oppose any belief that contradicts experimental evidence as determined by the methods of science.
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Where are the one billion people who lived and breathed in the year 1800, only two short centuries ago?
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Suppose time is a circle, bending back on itself. The world repeats itself, precisely, endlessly.
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The tragedy of this world is that no one is happy, whether stuck in a time of pain or joy.
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In this world, time has three dimensions, like space.
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Originality is also very important to a writer. And all of the writers I’ve mentioned, of course, are original, but it’s important to me that every book that I do be really a completely fresh and new look at the world.
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In this world, artists are joyous. Unpredictability is the life of their paintings, their music, their novels. They delight in events not forecasted, happenings without explanation, retrospective.
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Faith is the ability to honor stillness at some moments, and at others to ride the passion and exuberance.
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People are content to live in contradictory worlds, so long as they know the reason for each.
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What sense is there in continuing when one has seen the future?
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One cannot walk down an avenue, converse with a friend, enter a building, browse beneath the sandstone arches of an old arcade without meeting an instrument of time.
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So many little lives, amounting to nothing. I ask you: What is infinity multiplied by zero? It is hardly worth our discussion.
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I value my correspondence with writers…
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In our constant search for meaning in this baffling and temporary existence, trapped as we are within our three pounds of neurons,
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