We have a joke in Russia: Einstein has died and gone to Heaven, where he meets God. And God says to him, “You, Einstein, you have worked hard, you deserve some reward. Ask me any question about anything you like, and I will give you the answer.” So, Einstein thinks a bit, then says, “What is the equation of it all?” Ah, says God, picking up a piece of chalk, “it is like this,” and he writes a long formula on the board. Einstein looks at this very carefully, nodding and appreciating, then suddenly frowns, and points at the formula. “But you’ve made a mistake.”

“I know,” says God.

 As told to Alexander Masters by a Russian mathematician in Montreal

[quoted in Simon – The Genius in my Basement published by Fourth Estate, London.]


The holy curiosity of inquiry stands mainly in need of freedom – Einstein


Let us suppose these things are like the truth – Xenophanes


Great spirits will always encounter opposition from mediocre minds –  Einstein


Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar – Freud


That which has been, is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun – Ecclesiastes (1:9)


The largest views are not always the clearest … He that is short-sighted will be obliged to draw the object nearer – Berkeley


Everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler – Einstein


Chance favours the prepared mind – Pasteur


Out of the crooked timber of humanity, no straight thing was ever made – Kant


There is no abstract art. You must start with something, then you can remove all traces of reality – Picasso


Millions long for immortality who don’t know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon – Susan Ertz


Awake, arise or be forever fallen – Milton


It is the mark of an educated mind to entertain a thought without accepting it – Aristotle


Fortune-telling and love potions are not of much account, but old women are worth listening to – Ursula Le Guin


In science you want to say something nobody knew before in words everyone can understand. In poetry you are bound to say something that everybody knows already in words that nobody can understand – Paul Dirac