cosmic enigma Quotes

We can never know the origins of the universe. The deepest secrets are the ones that keep themselves.

There is something so mysterious that it is almost like God. God is in the equations. God is in the fundamental constants. And that's fine. I mean, that's just redefinition of that which we find mysterious at the basis of the universe.

Within the mystery of life there is the infinite darkness of the night sky lit by distant orbs of fire, the cobbled skin of an orange that releases its fragrance to our touch, the unfathomable depths of the eyes of our lover. No creation story, no religious system can fully describe or explain this richness and depth. Mystery is so every-present that no one can know for certain what will happen one hour from now. “ It does not matter whether you have religion or are an agnostic believe in nothing, You can only appreciate (without knowing or understanding) the mysteries of life.

We arc the miracle of miracles, the great inscrutable mystery of God.

I felt in my bones that this universe does not explain itself.

Nature! We live in her midst and know her not. She is incessantly speaking to us, but betrays not her secret. We constantly act upon her, and yet have no power over her. Variant: NATURE! We are surrounded and embraced by her: powerless to separate ourselves from her, and powerless to penetrate beyond her.

The universe is still a place of mystery and wonder.

The greatest unsolved mysteries are the mysteries of our existence as conscious beings in a small corner of a vast universe.

The world is not an unsolved problem for scientists or sociologists. The world is a living mystery.

The moon likes secrets," Meran said. "And secret things. She lets mysteries bleed into her shadows and leaves us to ask whether they originated from otherworlds, or from our own imaginations.

What is the universe? Is it a great 3D movie in which we are the unwilling actors? Is it a cosmic joke, a giant computer, a work of art by a Supreme Being or simply an experiment? The problem in trying to understand the universe is that we have nothing to compare it to.

After all, is our idea of God anything more than personified incomprehensibility?

The highest philosophers, in explaining the mystery of this world, are obliged to call in the aid of another.

Holy men tell us life is a mystery. They embrace that concept happily. But some mysteries bite and bark and come to get you in the dark.

Oh, if the moon only had a secret, if the moon only held a truth. But the moon was just the moon.

Notice this rent in my garment; I am at a loss to explain its presence! I am even more puzzled by the existence of the universe.

I feel like the cosmos implies mystery, or infinite secrets.

No power of genius has ever yet had the smallest success in explaining existence. The perfect enigma remains.

This whole universe, with all its vastness, grandeur and beauty, is nothing but sheer imagination. In spite of so many discoveries, researches and scientific knowledge, the creation remains a great unsolved riddle.

In my youth I regarded the universe as an open book, printed in the language of equations, whereas now it appears to me as a text written in invisible ink, of which in our rare moments of grace we are able to decipher a small segment.

For myself, I like a universe that, includes much that is unknown and, at the same time, much that is knowable. A universe in which everything is known would be static and dull, as boring as the heaven of some weak-minded theologians. A universe that is unknowable is no fit place for a thinking being. The ideal universe for us is one very much like the universe we inhabit. And I would guess that this is not really much of a coincidence.

God, our world is so complicated.

We're talking about a being whose very existence challenges our own sense of priority in the universe.

A lot of prizes have been awarded for showing the universe is not as simple as we might have thought.

You moon, have you done something wrong in heaven / That God has hidden your face?