I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
You have many years ahead of you to create the dreams that we can't even imagine dreaming. You have done more for the collective unconscious of this planet than you will ever know.
For this generation, ours, life is nuclear survival, liberty is human rights, the pursuit of happiness is a planet whose resources are devoted to the physical and spiritual nourishment of its inhabitants.
Nothing exists except atoms and empty space; everything else is opinion.
The problems of language here are really serious. We wish to speak in some way about the structure of the atoms. But we cannot speak about atoms in ordinary language.
In so many and such important ways, then, do the planets bear witness to the earth's mobility.
Nature suffers nothing to remain in her kingdoms which cannot help itsef.? The genesis and maturation of the planet, its poise and orbit, the bended tree recovering itself from the strong wind, the vital resources of every animal and vegitable, are the demonstrations of the self-sufficing and therefore self-relying soul.
Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.
I wish that all of nature's magnificence, the emotion of the land, the living energy of place could be photographed.
Tradition is the illusion of permanance.
Unless both sides win, no agreement can be permanent.
There is nothing permanent except change.
Beautiful music is the art of the prophets that can calm the agitations of the soul; it is one of the most magnificent and delightful presents God has given us.
It is not known precisely where angels dwell whether in the air, the void, or the planets. It has not been God's pleasure that we should be informed of their abode.
Beware when the great God lets loose a thinker on this planet!
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
There are still so many places on our planet that remain unexplored. I'd love to one day peel back the mystery and understand them.
It is better to have a permanent income than to be fascinating.
Pain is never permanent.
Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow for other's good, and melt at other's woe.
The stadium here in Munich is the best of the lot for me. It is absolutely fantastic, especially the way it lights up a different colour according to who is playing. It's superb.
Why does this magnificent applied science, which saves work and makes life easier, bring us little happiness? The simple answer runs: because we have not yet learned to make sensible use of it.
Beware when the great God lets loose a thinker on this planet. Then all things are at risk. It is as when a conflagration has broken out in a great city, and no man knows what is safe, or where it will end. There is not a piece of science, but its flank may be turned to-morrow; there is not any literary reputation, not the so-called eternal names of fame, that may not be revised and condemned. The very hopes of man, the thoughts of his heart, the religion of nations, the manners and morals of mankind, are all at the mercy of a new generalization. Generalization is always a new influx of the divinity into the mind. Hence the thrill that attends it.
As the new spirituality begins to become the pervasive spirituality of the planet, we'll find that we have abandoned our philosophy of contradictions in which we say we're all one but continue to try to win.
Why has God given me such magnificent talent? It is a curse as well as a great blessing.