The rockets and the satellites, spaceships that we're creating now, we're pollinating the universe.

I feel like I could be likened to an old hound circling on a rug for the last five years.

You can't ride the rails anymore in this country, but you can follow the Grateful Dead.

There is just no comparison between having a dinner date with a man and staying home playing canasta with the girls.

Another source of conviction in the existence of God, connected with the reason and not with the feelings, impresses me as having much more weight. This follows from the extreme difficulty or rather impossibility of conceiving this immense and wonderful universe, including man with his capacity of looking far backwards and far into futurity, as the result of blind chance or necessity. When thus reflecting I feel compelled to look to a First Cause having an intelligent mind in some degree analogous to that of man; and I deserve to be called a Theist.

It is impossible to conceive of this immense and wonderful universe as the result of blind chance or necessity.