Pastoral Resources

I was the classic middle child in some ways, the one who could have been a priest in an alternate universe.

We endeavor to stuff the universe into the gullet of an aphorism.

The two most common elements in the universe are hydrogen and stupidity.

There is no chance and anarchy in the universe. All is system and gradation. Every god is there sitting in his sphere.

Once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen.

Hitman does well and it certainly does well enough to survive, but at the same time I don't want to involve the character into the DC Universe even if it meant more sales, to the point where we sort of upset the balance that we have at the moment.

God may not play dice with the universe, but something strange is going on with the prime numbers.

In a lot of areas of my life, particularly in my teenage years, I began to think about the world, and to think about the universe as being a part of my conscious everyday life.

For since the fabric of the universe is most perfect and the work of a most wise Creator, nothing at all takes place in the universe in which some rule of maximum or minimum does not appear.

One likes to think one grows as a writer as one ages, else all you get is an 'old' young writer. Beyond that is the changing landscape of the universe and the stories I choose to tell.

There is not in the universe a more ridiculous, nor a more contemptible animal, than a proud clergyman.

It was just one of those moments in the universe that was mine.

The author, in his work, must be like God in the Universe, present everywhere and visible nowhere.

Secular humanists suspect there is something more gloriously human about resisting the religious impulse; about accepting the cold truth, even if that truth is only that the universe is as indifferent to us as we are to it.

At one point I intended to write precursor and sequel novels, about the establishment of the Web and its next evolution, but I am very unlikely to now; they would take place in a different universe.

Works of art, in my opinion, are the only objects in the material universe to possess internal order, and that is why, though I don't believe that only art matters, I do believe in Art for Art's sake.

Every human life involves an unfathomable mystery, for man is the riddle of the universe, and the riddle of man in his endowment with personal capacities.

A job is something we do to get a paycheck and pay our bills. Jobs are legitimate, at times, but work is why we are here in the universe. Work and calling often go together.

Wandering re-establishes the original harmony which once existed between man and the universe.

The key to your universe is that you can choose.