God, to me, it seems, is a verb not a noun, proper or improper.

For at least 2,000,000 years men have been reproducing and multiplying on a little automated spaceship called earth.

The true business of people should be to go back to school and think about whatever it was they were thinking about before somebody came along and told them they had to earn a living.

With our minds alone we can discover those principles we need to employ to convert all humanity to success in a new, harmonious relationship with the universe.

I say that radiation is inherently disintegrative: it comes apart. Gravity is inherently integrative: it pulls together. And to me, there's a good possibility that love is what I'd call metaphysical gravity. It really holds everything together.

Perception is one millionth of one percent reality (truth in fact).

People never leave a sinking ship until they see the lights of another ship approaching.