#proof

But you can't prove God exists. And isn't that what all science is ultimately about? Proving theories about the universe?" "Provability is not truth, Caro. Godel's incompleteness theorem tells us that, if we didn't already know it intuitively, which we do. ↗

— Anna Jarzab

#science

Whereas a novice makes moves until he gets checkmated (proof), a Grand Master realizes 20 moves in advance that it’s futile to continue playing (conceptualizing). ↗

— Bill Gaede

#extinction #gaede #hypothesis #knowledge #prediction

Love need not speak volumes. It need not demand proof. It never has a happy ending - simply because it doesn't end as long as love is pure and true”. ↗

— Amit Abraham

#proof #pure-love #true-love #love

To die for God is not a proof of faith in God. To die for an unknown and repulsive convict who is a victim of injustice, that is a proof of faith in God. ↗

— Simone Weil

#god #proof #faith

Impossibility only lasts until you find new unbelievable hard evidences. ↗

— Toba Beta

#inspirational #life #perception #possibility #proof

I wonder sometimes if manufacturers of foolproof items keep a fool or two on their payroll to test things. ↗

— Alan Coren

#foolproof #i #i wonder #items #keep

Proof is an idol before whom the pure mathematician tortures himself. ↗

— Arthur Eddington

#himself #idol #mathematician #proof #pure

If you pray enough for things, I am proof that they can happen. I feel like a kid on Christmas day now, every day. It's something I have wanted for a long time and I am as happy as anyone to be here. It is great to be back at my first love. ↗

— Robbie Fowler

#anyone #back #christmas #christmas day #day

You can't quantify love, and if you try, you can end up focusing on misleading factors. Stuff that really has more to do with personality-the fact that some people are simply more expressive or emotional or needy in a relationship. But beyond such smokescreens, the answer is there. Love is seldom-almost never-an even proposition. ↗

— Emily Giffin

#claudia #emily-giffin #love #love

Her fingers clenched against his shoulder blades. “You don’t know what you’re asking.” “Do I not?” He threaded his hands gently around her neck. “I’m asking you to make love with me.” That word again. She opened her eyes. “Gareth,” she whispered. “Please. Don’t. This is hard enough—” She stopped speaking as his gaze pierced her. Incredible. Last night had seemed so intimate. And yet it had been so dark that she had not been able to see anything other than flashes of light, reflecting off the surface of his skin. Now she could look into his eyes. They were golden-brown. They were not cutting or dismissive. And even though she could see the desire smolder inside them, there was something else in them that turned her belly to liquid. ↗

— Courtney Milan

#gareth #jenny #proof-by-seduction #love