You Believe In A God That Plays

We Experience Ourselves Our Thoughts And Feelings As Something Separate From The Rest. A Kind Of Optical Delusion Of Consciousness. This Delusion Is A Kind Of Prison For Us, Restricting Us To Our Personal Desires And To Affection For A Few Persons Nearest To Us.

God Reveals Himself In The Orderly Harmony Of What Exists.

I Once Thought That If I Could Ask God One Question, I Would Ask How The Universe Began, Because Once I Knew That, All The Rest Is Simply Equations. But As I Got Older I Became Less Concerned With How The Universe Began. Rather, I Would Want To Know Why He Started The Universe. For Once I Knew That Answer, Then I Would Know The Purpose Of My Own Life.

You Believe In The God Who Plays Dice, And I In Complete Law And Order In A World That Objectively Exists, And Which I, In A Wildly Speculative Way, Am Trying To Capture. ... Even The Great Initial Success Of The Quantum Theory Does Not Make Me Believe In The Fundamental Dice-game, Although I Am Well Aware That Our Younger Colleagues Interpret This As A Consequence Of Senility. No Doubt The Day Will Come When We Will See Whose Instinctive Attitude Was The Correct One.

If We Have The Courage To Decide Ourselves For Peace We Will Have Peace.