The atoms of our bodies are traceable to origins in the distant past; they are made of stardust literally.

The most incomprehensible thing about the world is that it is comprehensible.

The true function of philosophy is not to provide final answers, but to keep alive in us the sense of wonder at the world and our place in it.

The atoms of our bodies are traceable to origins in the distant past; we are made of stellar material, and the iron in our blood was forged in dying stars.

The atoms of our bodies are traceable to origins in the distant past; they have formed the cores of stars—gone through many transformations of the universe and of all the transformations of matter in space and time we are their inheritors.

We are made of starstuff. We are a way for the cosmos to know itself.