Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former.
I find the universe so staggering that I just don't have any faith in my ability to grasp it.
Everyone's got this hidden infinity that you only get glimpses of. They're always more complex than your conception of them will allow.
I had always been content to know that there was more in the living world than we could hope to understand.
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.
It is my supposition that the Universe in not only queerer than we imagine, is queerer than we can imagine.
O amazement of things-even the least particle!
A god who is capable of sending intelligible signals to millions of people simultaneously, and of receiving messages from all of them simultaneously, cannot be, whatever else he might be, simple. Such Bandwidth!
The unexplainable thing in nature that makes me feel the world is big fat beyond my understanding – to understand maybe by trying to put it into form. To find the feeling of infinity on the horizon line or just over the next hill.
There could be something incredibly grand and incomprehensible and beyond our present understanding.
He is the playfulness of creation, scandal and utter goodness, the generosity of the ocean and the ferocity of a thunderstorm; he is cunning as a snake and gentle as a whisper; the gladness of sunshine and the humility of a thirty-mile walk by foot on a dirt road.
For whatever is truly wondrous and fearful in man, never yet was put into words or books.
I guess in my own life, privacy, anonymity, and the mystery of being lost are important. I also feel that people are mysterious and complex no matter what they do, and no matter how hard they try to reveal their own mystery.
