Observation: I Can't See A Thing. Conclusion:

One Glance At A Book And You Hear The Voice Of Another Person, Perhaps Someone Dead For 1,000 Years. To Read Is To Voyage Through Time.

All Colours Are Arbitrary.

I Would Suggest That Science Is, At Least In My Part, Informed Worship.

The Universe Is Not Required To Be In Perfect Harmony With Human Ambition.

For All Our Conceits About Being The Center Of The Universe, We Live In A Routine Planet Of A Humdrum Star Stuck Away In An Obscure Corner ... On An Unexceptional Galaxy Which Is One Of About 100 Billion Galaxies. ... That Is The Fundamental Fact Of The Universe We Inhabit, And It Is Very Good For Us To Understand That.