19 March 2017


Physicists are really dabblers in mechanics for the simple reason that most of what they do fails or, in any case, is soon forgotten.  The exceptions, called discoveries, have given us our modern dazzling world, comfortable, rationalist, and uncertain.  

Having journeyed too far and too deeply, having built too many windowless towers and palaces, we are no longer astonished by the landscape of existence, let alone urged to search its depths.  Whoever naively dares to ask why the sun comes up every day is overwhelmed with long irrelevant explanations that  so delight our imagination and understanding that we forget why we asked the question.
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My delight and enthusiasm for the workings of the physical world has long been shaded by some dismay and tension.  It is not always easy to ignore the far-reaching cultural challenge empirical science presses upon religious faith, upon the belief in a living creator acting within and presiding above all existence.

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