Plato is my friend, Aristotle is my friend, but my greatest friend is truth.

Gravity explains the motions of the planets, but it cannot explain who sets the planets in motion.

What we know is a drop, what we don't know is an ocean.

Atheism is so senseless. When I look at the solar system, I see the earth at the right distance from the sun to receive the proper amounts of heat and light. This did not happen by chance.

If I have seen further than others, it is by standing upon the shoulders of giants.

Live your life as an Exclamation rather than an Explanation

In the absence of any other proof, the thumb alone would convince me of God's existence.

Truth is ever to be found in the simplicity, and not in the multiplicity and confusion of things.

Every action has an equal and opposite reaction

All my discoveries have been made in answer to prayer.

I can calculate the motion of heavenly bodies, but not the madness of people.

Those who don't value their words, will never value your wishes.

If people ask me like who I would like to be I will say Like Larry Cohen, his movie with the Phone Booth, blowed my mind.

Collaboration is the best way to work. It's only way to work, really. Everyone's there because they have a set of skills to offer across the board.

Sadly, the timing's never been right. There have been men who would have married me but I didn't feel the same, and vice versa.

Most museums - with all their burdens to pay for exhibitions, administration, and security - really don't have any money really to acquire art, with few exceptions.

Let's keep our boots polished, bayonets sharpened, and present a picture of force and strength to the Red Army. This is the only language they understand and respect.

Straight-away the ideas flow in upon me, directly from God, and not only do I see distinct themes in my mind's eye, but they are clothed in the right forms, harmonies, and orchestration.

Causal analysis provides absolutely no value judgment, and a value judgment is absolutely not a causal explanation.

On him does death lie heavily, who, but too well known to all, dies to himself unknown.

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar.