The phrase ‘popular science’ has in itself a touch of absurdity. That knowledge which is popular is not scientific.

There is no cosmetic for beauty like happiness.

We have a hunger of the mind which asks for knowledge of all around us, and the more we gain, the more is our desire; the more we see, the more we are capable of seeing.

Do not look at stars as bright spots only. Try to take in the vastness of the universe.

No woman should say, "I am but a woman!" But a woman! What more can you ask to be?

The world of learning is so broad, and the human soul is so limited in power! We reach forth and strain every nerve, but we seize only a bit of the curtain that hides the infinite from us.

Every formula which expresses a law of nature is a hymn of praise to God.

Besides learning to see, there is another art to be learned - not to see what is not.

We especially need imagination in science. Question everything.

I had only ordinary capacity but extraordinary persistency.

We especially need imagination in science. It is not all mathematics, nor all logic, but it is somewhat beauty and poetry.

Thank you God for helping me to overcome the bad to live the good.

Zoe's mom liked to send silly postcards that made her laugh, but they usually dwindled as the summer wore on.

Life would be perfect if monster would stop farting.

I founded a launch company called International Microspace when I graduated medical school in 1989. We were trying to build a microsatellite launcher.

I've always sensed for myself an obligation to bear witness to my time.

We are all snobs of the Infinite, parvenus of the Eternal.

My wife... its difficult to say what she does... she sells seashells on the seashore.

You can knock down kingdoms on a whim. What you need is someone to make sure you don't get hit by a carriage when you cross the street.

I originally wanted to be a singer, but I was average. I made 18 records, but none were that great. I was in a dance band at Bournemouth Pavilion for three years, and I played guitar too.

Death is the mother of beauty, mystical, Within whose burning bosom we devise Our earthly mothers waiting, sleeplessly.