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

You ask: what is the meaning or purpose of life? I can only answer with another question: do you think we are wise enough to read God's mind?

If you want to have a program for moving out into the universe, you have to think in centuries not in decades.

A good scientist is a person with original ideas. A good engineer is a person who makes a design that works with as few original ideas as possible. There are no prima donnas in engineering.

Technology must be guided and driven by ethics if it is to do more than provide new toys for the rich.

The idea that global warming is the most important problem facing the world is total nonsense and is doing a lot of harm.

Unfortunately the global warming hysteria, as I see it, is driven by politics more than by science.

In the end it is how you fight, as much as why you fight, that makes your cause good or bad.

So long as you have courage and a sense of humor, it is never too late to start life afresh.

Technology is a gift of God. After the gift of life it is perhaps the greatest of God's gifts. It is the mother of civilizations, of arts and of sciences.

In the future, a new generation of artists will be writing genomes as fluently as Blake and Byron wrote verses.

I need the thing that happens when your brain shuts off and your heart turns on.

God puts desires into your heart. His desires will actually become your desires, and your desires will be His.

We are all born with a grab bag of gifts and gaps. Identify your true talents, then find out how to use them to make money.

The city of Detroit is the living, breathing example of Hillary Clinton's failed economic agenda.

Sometimes, you know, I just feel like I want a Coke, and I drink a Coke.

art is the pulse of a nation.

I have always said that your work stays with you for a long time, and I try to get involved in projects where I truly believe if I had to do them again, I would the same way.

But it is Bella, not the supernaturals she falls in with, who is the true horror show here, at least as a female role model.

Like a glowworm golden, in a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden its aerial blue Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view.

My father's a preacher, my mother's a teacher, thus... I rhyme.