It is odd, but on the infrequent occasions when I have been called upon in a formal place to play the bongo drums, the introducer never seems to find it necessary to mention that I also do theoretical physics.

What is necessary for 'the very existence of science,' and what the characteristics of nature are, are not to be determined by pompous preconditions, they are determined always by the material with which we work, by nature herself. We look, and we see what we find, and we cannot say ahead of time successfully what it is going to look like. ... It is necessary for the very existence of science that minds exist which do not allow that nature must satisfy some preconceived conditions.

I learned from her that every woman is worried about her looks, no matter how beautiful she is.

The electron is a theory. But the theory is so good we can almost consider them real.

If all of this, all the life of a stream of water, can be nothing but a pile of atoms, how much more is possible?

I think Nature's imagination is so much greater than man's, she's never gonna let us relax!

There’s so much distance between the fundamental rules and the final phenomenon, that it’s almost unbelievable that the final variety of phenomenon can come from such a steady operation of such simple rules.