In the beginning there was nothing, which exploded.
Science is not only compatible with spirituality; it is a profound source of spirituality.
Man suffers only because he takes seriously what the gods made for fun.
belief is the death of intelligence.
For, after all, how do we know that two and two make four? Or that the force of gravity works? Or that the past is unchangeable? If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable – what then?
If it turns out that there is a God...the worst that you can say about him is that basically he's an underachiever.
The menu is not the meal.
A bridge of silver wings stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmare to the jeweled vision of a life started anew.
I suppose therefore that all things I see are illusions; I believe that nothing has ever existed of everything my lying memory tells me. I think I have no senses. I believe that body, shape, extension, motion, location are functions. What is there then that can be taken as true? Perhaps only this one thing, that nothing at all is certain.
Inevitably it follows that anyone with an independent mind must become 'one who resists or opposes an authority or established convention': a rebel. ...And if enough people come to agree with—and follow—the REBEL, we now have a DEVIL. Until, of course, still more people agree. And then, finally, we have ... GREATNESS.
Each star is a mirror reflecting the truth inside you.
...an optimistic mind-set finds dozens of possible solutions for every problem that the pessimist regards as incurable.
The essence of independence has been to think and act according to standards from within, not without: to follow one's own path, not that of the crowd.
The map is not the territory.
Why are there beings at all, instead of Nothing?
...reality is always plural and mutable.
...when dogma enters the brain, all intellectual activity ceases.
We grown-up people think that we appreciate music, but if we realized the sense that an infant has brought with it of appreciating sound and rhythm, we would never boast of knowing music. The infant is music itself.
We look for the Secret - the Philosopher's Stone, the Elixir of the Wise, Supreme Enlightenment, 'God' or whatever...and all the time it is carrying us about...It is the human nervous system itself.
A photograph shouldn't be just a picture, it should be a philosophy.