James Hetfield Quotes

The meaning of the universe lies outside the universe.

For many, to live in a universe that may have no purpose, and no creator, is unthinkable.

The greatest mystery of existence is existence itself.

The essence of any religion lies solely in the answer to the question: why do I exist, and what is my relationship to the infinite universe that surrounds me?

The world is what it is, no less and no more, and therein lies its entire and sufficient meaning.

Does a being who requires meaning find meaning in a universe that has no meaning?

Reality lies far beyond space and time, and I need to know why.

I look out of this window and I think this is a cosmos, this is a huge creation, this is one small corner of it. The trees and birds and everything else and I'm part of it. I didn't ask to be put here, I've been lucky in finding myself here.

The Universe is under no obligation to make sense to you.

It's probably an intellectual weakness, but I look at the stars, and I say, 'There's something bigger than us out there.'

If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark. Dark would be without meaning.

Being is the great explainer.

I take comfort in the fact that it is a beautiful universe, and we belong here and that we fit. This is our home.

Survival was not enough. One had to live.

Life is a prize, but to live doesn't mean you're alive

The universe is the way it is, whether we like it or not.

I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck... I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.

Praised be the fathomless universe, for life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious.

The size and age of the Cosmos are beyond ordinary human understanding. Lost somewhere between immensity and eternity is our tiny planetary home.

Waking up begins with saying am and now. That which has awoken then lies for a while staring up at the ceiling and down into itself until it has recognized I, and therefrom deduced I am, I am now. Here comes next, and is at least negatively reassuring; because here, this morning, is where it has expected to find itself: what’s called at home.

It seems to me that when confronted with the marvels of life and the universe, one must ask why and not just how. The only possible answers are religious. . . . I find a need for God in the universe and in my own life.

The choice is: the Universe...or nothing.

Mr. Langdon, I did not ask if you believe what man says about God. I asked if you believed in God. There is a difference. Holy scripture is stories...legends and history of man's quest to understand his own need for meaning. I am not asking you to pass judgment on literature. I am asking if you believe in God. When you lie out under the stars, do you sense the divine? Do you feel in your gut that you are staring up at the work of God's hands?

Philosophy, if it cannot answer so many questions as we could wish, has at least the power of asking questions which increase the interest of the world, and show the strangeness and wonder lying just below the surface even in the commonest things of daily life.

The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.