I'm talking about science on the leading edge, where it's not clear which way things are going be cause we don't know, and I'm dealing with areas which we don't know about.

The universe is not in a steady state; there's an ongoing creative principle in nature, which is driving things onwards.

The science delusion is the belief that science already understands the nature of reality in principle, leaving only the details to be filled in.

The idea is that there is a kind of memory in nature. Each kind of thing has a collective memory. So, take a squirrel living in New York now. That squirrel is being influenced by all past squirrels.

Basically, morphic fields are fields of habit, and they've been set up through habits of thought, through habits of activity, and through habits of speech. Most of our culture is habitual.

Contemporary science is based on the philosophy of materialism, which claims that all reality is material or physical.

I went through the standard scientific atheist phase when I was about 14. I bought into that package deal of science equals atheism.

Science at its best is an open-minded method of inquiry, not a belief system.

I think that creativity depends on having sufficient indeterminacy around for a new pattern to arise up within it.

There's a certain kind of scepticism that can't bear uncertainty.

Matter is merely mind deadened by the development of habit to the point where the breaking up of these habits is very difficult.

Give that your one life your best input so that it could yield the best output in the form of products that will impact your world positively.

Her father’s shadow looked sadly down at her. “You can never forget what you do in a war, September my love. No one can. You won’t forget your war either.

Common sense tells us that the things of the earth exist only a little, and that true reality is only in dreams.

The self is a self-made Procrustean bedof little comfort

Fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly, writers will go to stupefying lengths to get the infernal roar of words out of their skulls and onto paper.

There's going to be highs and there's going to be lows, try to keep your emotions out of it a little bit.

You know,” Cecily said, “you really didn’t have to throw that man through the window.

This was when I heard that the first symptom of old age is when you begin to resemble your father.

The one who tried too hard, the outsider, the oddball. Yeah, that was me.

There were some so afraid of death that they prayed for death.