In the midst of excitement, grief, joy, and solitude, I remind myself every moment that the sole mission of my life is to find 'the ultimate questioner' - that unimaginable who has put me in this madness to answer an unanswerable question.

Ask a scientist a very profound question on his science, and he will be silent. Ask a religious person a very simple question on his religion, and he will be frenzied.

I know what the world exists for, but I know not how it came into existence. I see the design, but not the designer. I understand the question, but not the questioner.

God exists, though He defies reason.

The discovery of God begins at understanding that He ought to exist, and ends at knowing how He could exist.

The physics of the 21st century shall deal essentially with non-spatial matter and non-spatial mechanics.

I'm a slumdog philosopher.