“Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars – mere globs of gas atoms. I, too, can see the stars on a desert night, and feel them. But do I see less or more?”

I’d hate to die twice. It’s so boring.

I a universe of atoms, an atom in the universe.

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.