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.

It is reasonable to hope that in the not too distant future we shall be competent to understand so simple a thing as a star.

I’m a dot in the grand scheme of things. I don’t matter, not even to the other dots.

I don't act my age, I act my personality.

Write regularly, day in and day out, at whatever times of day you find that you write best. Don't wait till you feel that you are in the mood. Write, whether you are feeling inclined to write or not.

Although I love the taste of Nutrageous bars, I am nutraged at their new, high price.

Time has its own dimensions, and neither the sun nor the clock can encompass them all.

Instead of just being a band that's constantly replacing members, we figured we'd done all of the stuff we wanted to do. It seemed to make sense to see if we could live our lives without the band.

I am physically allergic to flip-flops

The last Martian report station on Earth was established in the Pyrenees.

Almost anything can be dealt with if people are of good will and light hearts and strong values.

Let us sacrifice one day to gain perhaps a whole life.