The beauty of physics lies in its ability to reveal the profound simplicity underlying the apparent complexity of the universe.
The poet is a dreamer who dreams with open eyes, and who sees the world not as it is, but as it could be.
The stranger is close to us, insofar as we feel between him and ourselves common features of a national, social, occupational, or generally human, nature. He is far from us, insofar as these common features extend beyond him or us, and connect us only because they connect a great many people.