The fossil record implies trial and error, the inability to anticipate the future, features inconsistent with a Great Designer (though not a Designer of a more remote and indirect temperament.)

The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.

If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe.

There are many hypotheses in science which are wrong. That’s perfectly all right: it’s the aperture to finding out what’s right. Science is a self-correcting process.

Every one of us is, in the cosmic perspective, precious. If a human disagrees with you, let him live. In a hundred billion galaxies, you will not find another.

And you are made of a hundred trillion cells. We are, each of us, a multitude.

The beauty of a living thing is not the atoms that go into it, but the way those atoms are put together.

A galaxy is composed of gas and dust and stars - billions upon billions of stars. Every star may be a sun to someone.

We are a way for the cosmos to know itself.

It is said that men may not be the dreams of the god, but rather that the gods are the dreams of men.

We are star stuff which has taken its destiny into its own hands.

He was discovering that even hatred died a little at the end. But it still lasted longer than desire, longer even than love.

I'm going to have to pick my shots and play great tennis.

After 'The Poisonwood Bible' was published, several people believed that my parents were missionaries, which could not be further from the truth.

And Shanghai is amazing. I'm a fan of science fiction so when you're there in the night with all the lights and all this modernity, it's like a set in a movie.

I've been songwriting for a long time, usually while on the road, as a way to get my feelings out.

I might like to be an actor, but there are loads of other things I'm interested in as well, like music and writing and sports. I want to keep my options open.

If he's choosing not to make a simple effort that would put you at ease and bring harmony to a recurring fight, then he doesn't respect your feelings and needs.

The ancient Greek definition of happiness was the full use of your powers along lines of excellence.

The true work of a critic is not to make his hearer believe him, but agree with him.

God never made anyone else exactly like you, and he never will again. Thank him for yourself and then for all the rest of his glorious handiwork.