In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it is the exact opposite.

I consider that I understand an equation when I can predict the properties of its solutions, without actually solving it.

A theory with mathematical beauty is more likely to be correct than an ugly one that fits some experimental data.

God used beautiful mathematics in creating the world.

It seems that if one is working from the point of view of getting beauty in one's equations, and if one has really a sound insight, one is on a sure line of progress.

Living is worthwhile if one can contribute in some small way to this endless chain of progress.

If there is a God, he's a great mathematician.

If we are honest - and scientists have to be - we must admit that religion is a jumble of false assertions, with no basis in reality.

It is more important to have beauty in one's equations than to have them fit experiment.

One could perhaps describe the situation by saying that God is a mathematician of a very high order, and He used very advanced mathematics in constructing the universe.

Scientific progress is measured in units of courage, not intelligence.

True art is a remedy of curiousity and it rise above all expectations.

How could he mean so much to me in such a short time?

I’ve named everything that I’ve ever owned. Real or inanimate, I have to give it a first and last name. Everything in my apartment comes alive at night.

For Lou Ann, life itself was a life-threatening enterprise.

I've never been to Ireland and I've always wanted to go.

I did some things to some people that was downright evil. Is it karma coming back to me - so much drama.

By means of tracing-paper I transfer my design to the wood and draw on that.

At the heart of the failure of most plays is the inability to carry on a thoughtful conversation about your work with yourself.

We need each other, We believe in one another, And I know we're gonna uncover, What's sleepin' in our soul...