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May 8, 2025
(“I love deadlines,” he said once. “I love the whooshing sound they make as they go by.”)
‘I refuse to prove that I exist,’ says God, ‘for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing.’
The simple truth is that interstellar distances will not fit into the human imagination.
“but I always think that the chances of finding out what really is going on are so absurdly remote that the only thing to do is to say hang the sense of it and just keep yourself occupied.
