In Einstein's theory of relativity the observer is a man who sets out in quest of truth armed with a measuring-rod. In quantum theory he sets out with a sieve.

There once was a brainy baboon, Who always breathed down a bassoon, For he said, It appears That in billions of years I shall certainly hit on a tune.

If an army of monkeys were strumming on typewriters, they might write all the books in the British Museum.

The idea of a universal mind or Logos would be, I think, a fairly plausible inference from the present state of scientific theory.

Whatever else there may be in our nature, responsibility toward truth is one of its attributes.

The pursuit of truth in science transcends national boundaries. It takes us beyond hatred and anger and fear. It is the best of us.

You cannot disturb the tiniest petal of a flower without the troubling of a distant star.

It is impossible to trap modern physics into predicting anything with perfect determinism because it deals with probabilities from the outset.

We used to think that if we knew one, we knew two, because one and one are two. We are finding that we must learn a great deal more about 'and'.

Do not put too much confidence in experimental results until they have been confirmed by theory.

I ask you to look both ways. For the road to a knowledge of the stars leads through the atom; and important knowledge of the atom has been reached through the stars.

Children are our future. Unfortunately, we are their past.

... I didn't know whether to feel angry at her for making me part of her suicide or just to feel angry at myself for letting her go.

I wished that I had some other guardian of minor abilities.

I think it's important for the viewers at home to have something accessible and attainable.

I hate, simply, to work. I just hate to work, period. I am profoundly slothful. Practically inert.

He bared his teeth in a happy feral grin. My own personal psycho.

When you're older, no matter how good your humor is you don't always feel perky and peppy. But if you sit home all day and brood about it, it gets worse.

Jesus is what God looks like in sandals

The history of thought, and therefore all history, is the re-enactment of past thought in the historian's own mind.

I only drink to steady my nerves... sometimes I'm so steady I don't move for months.