After the earth dies, some 5 billion years from now, after it's burned to a crisp, or even swallowed by the Sun, there will be other worlds and stars and galaxies coming into being - and they will know nothing of a place once called Earth.

She had studied the universe all her life, but had overlooked its clearest message: For small creatures such as we the vastness is bearable only through love.

Who are we? We find that we live on an insignificant planet of a humdrum star lost in a galaxy tucked away in some forgotten corner of a universe in which there are far more galaxies than people.

I think the discomfort that some people feel in going to the monkey cages at the zoo is a warning sign.

We live in an in-between universe where things change all right...but according to patterns, rules, or as we call them, laws of nature.

A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic.

If we ruin the earth, there is no place else to go