Curiosity Has Its Own Reason For Existence.

The Most Beautiful Emotion We Can Experience Is The Mystical. It Is The Power Of All True Art And Science. He To Whom This Emotion Is A Stranger, Who Can No Longer Wonder And Stand Rapt In Awe, Is As Good As Dead. To Know That What Is Impenetrable To Us Really Exists, Manifesting Itself As The Highest Wisdom And The Most Radiant Beauty, Which Our Dull Faculties Can Comprehend Only In Their Most Primitive Forms - This Knowledge, This Feeling, Is At The Center Of True Religiousness. In This Sense, And In This Sense Only, I Belong To The Rank Of Devoutly Religious Men.

Matter Is Energy ... Energy Is Light ... We Are All Light Beings

The Equation For Ego Is: One Over Knowledge.

It Is Quite Clear To Me That The Religious Paradise Of Youth, Which [i] Lost, Was A First Attempt To Free Myself From The Chains Of The 'merely Personal,' From An Existence Which Is Dominated By Wishes, Hopes, And Primitive Feelings.

Thanks To My Fortunate Idea Of Introducing The Relativity Principle Into Physics, You (and Others) Now Enormously Overrate My Scientific Abilities, To The Point Where This Makes Me Quite Uncomfortable.