The Beauty Behind Einstein and His Thoughts

these quotes are so true and inspiring so i totally had to post them for everyone : )

Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. How on earth can you explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love? Put your hand on a stove for a minute and it seems like an hour. Sit with that special girl for an hour and it seems like a minute. That's relativity.

Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former.

Science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind.

Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen.

Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of the Gods.

A human being is part of a whole, called by us the Universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest--a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.

Technological progress is like an axe in the hands of a pathological criminal.

Nothing in the world makes people so afraid as the influence of independent-minded people.

All Quotes are from Albert Einstein.

The Vague Tempest of Love

I followed your crimson trail of indifference
and accepted blank moods
contrasted by the slough of hell i pass through
day by day
cutting through the vibrations of energy
that take me back to you.
.
forged words stolen
from the tongue of another memory
when sight becomes reality,
reality becomes deceit
deceit becomes your eternity
if nothing is true, how would i have chosen you
.
cutting between the existance of supremacy in your mind,
and survival of those things in which you call meaningful;
those fucked up aggravatory means of forgiveness
tend to remind me of
an atom, split in two.
quite simply written out,
the death of love,
and acceptance of a justified conviction.
In these things i burry myself from avarice..
.
hoping for the world to wake up to a new sunrise.
as to unthaw the frozen hearts of those I love....
forgiveness,acceptance
.
imperfectionizm viewed as beautiful through my eyes
the eyes that gaze on you, as you lay
undisturbed.
fictionally unleashing all my dreams into your mind
accept me as i come,
dream with me,
run away with me
.
and above all
.
Don't forsaken me
-James Lowe