Do you really believe that the moon isn’t there when nobody looks?

The question that drives me hazy is whether it is I or others who is crazy.

I want to know how God created this world. I am not interested in this or that phenomenon, in the spectrum of this or that element. I want to know God's thoughts, the rest are details.

The legs are the wheels of creativity.

Hope that justice will be done to those brave men who stood up for their convictions.

Out of the multitude of our sense experiences we take, mentally and arbitrarily, certain repeatedly occurring complexes of sense impression (partly in conjunction with sense impressions which are interpreted as signs for sense experiences of others), and we attribute to them a meaning the meaning of the bodily object.

Don't wait for miracles, your whole life is a miracle.