As you learn more and more about the irrelevance of human life to the general mechanism of the universe, the idea of an interested god, becomes increasingly implausible.

Maybe nature is fundamentally ugly, chaotic and complicated. But if it's like that, then I want out.

The effort to understand the universe is one of the very few things that lifts human life a little above the level of farce, and gives it some of the grace of tragedy.

Even in the dark times between experimental breakthroughs, there always continues a steady evolution of theoretical ideas, leading almost imperceptibly to changes in previous beliefs.

The more we refine our understanding of God to make the concept plausible, the more it seems pointless.

Elementary particles are terribly boring, which is one reason why we're so interested in them.

Science doesn't make it impossible to believe in God, it just makes it possible not to believe in God