The content of scientific theory itself offers no moral foundation for the personal conduct of life.

Not all that counts, can be counted

There are moments when one feels free from one's own identification with human limitations and inadequacies. At such moments one imagines that one stands on some spot of a small planet, gazing in amazement at the cold yet profoundly moving beauty of the eternal, the unfathomable; life and death flow into one, and there is neither evolution nor destiny; only Being.

The number of natural hypothesis that can explain any given phenomena is infinite.

When I read the Bhagavad-Gita and reflect about how God created this universe everything else seems so superfluous

The normal objective of my thought affords no insight into the dark places of human will and feeling.

Pure logical thinking cannot yield us any knowledge of the empirical world. All knowledge of reality starts from experience and ends in it.