The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science.
We owe a lot to the Indians, who taught us how to count, without which no worthwhile scientific discovery could have been made.
Pure mathematics is, in its way, the poetry of logical ideas.
Science is the century-old endeavour to bring together by means of systematic thought the perceptible phenomena of this world into as thorough-going an association as possible
If I could remember the names of all these particles, I’d be a botanist.
I assert that the cosmic religious experience is the strongest and the noblest driving force behind scientific research.
All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree. All these aspirations are directed toward ennobling man’s life, lifting it from the sphere of mere physical existence and leading the individual towards freedom.
One thing I have learned in a long life: that all our science, measured against reality, is primitive and childlike — and yet it is the most precious thing we have.
To raise new questions, new possibilities, to regard old problems from a new angle, requires creative imagination and marks real advance in science.
Do you remember how electrical currents and ‘unseen waves’ were laughed at? The knowledge about man is still in its infancy.
Time and space are modes by which we think and not conditions in which we live.
Most of the fundamental ideas of science are essentially simple, and may, as a rule, be expressed in a language comprehensible to everyone.
It is the theory which decides what we can observe
The man of science is a poor philosopher.
How can it be that mathematics, being after all a product of human thought which is independent of experience, is so admirably appropriate to the objects of reality?
It is harder to crack prejudice than an atom.
All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree.
I don’t believe in mathematics.
The human spirit must prevail over technology.
Anyone who thinks science is trying to make human life easier or more pleasant is utterly mistaken.
The whole of science is nothing more than a refinement of everyday thinking.