That which today calls itself science gives us more and more information, and indigestible glut of information, and less and less understanding.

Man masters nature not by force but by understanding. This is why science has succeeded where magic failed: because it has looked for no spell to cast over nature.

Strictly speaking, the idea of a scientific poem is probably as nonsensical as that of a poetic science.

Form your life humanly, and you have done enough: but you will never reach the height of art and the depth of science without something divine.

Biology is now bigger than physics, as measured by the size of budgets, by the size of the workforce, or by the output of major discoveries and biology is likely to remain the biggest part of science through the twenty-first century.

Human Nature is the only science of man and yet has been hitherto the most neglected.

Society lives by faith, and develops by science.

Whence come I and whither go I? That is the great unfathomable question, the same for every one of us. Science has no answer to it.

Man has to awaken to wonder - and so perhaps do peoples. Science is a way of sending him to sleep again.

After all, science is essentially international, and it is only through lack of the historical sense that national qualities have been attributed to it.