
[2007, New Theories of Everything, https://books.google.cz/books?id=JJ1aDC_wYM0C&printsec=frontcover#v=onepage&q&f=false, Oxford University Press] by John D. Barrow.
Source: Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn, To Green Angel Tower (1993), Part 2, Chapter 13, “The Fallen Sun” (p. 307).
[2007, New Theories of Everything, https://books.google.cz/books?id=JJ1aDC_wYM0C&printsec=frontcover#v=onepage&q&f=false, Oxford University Press] by John D. Barrow.
“Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it.”
“I’m here, I’m queer, and don’t worry, I’m still full of existential fear.”
The Heaven of Animals (l. 29–34).
The Whole Motion; Collected Poems, 1945-1992 (1992)
Scraps and Morsels (1960).
Context: Strange reading? It is meant to be. The world is full of romantic, macabre, improbable things which would never do in works of fiction. When those that come within one man's notice are gathered together in a scrapbook, they tell of a world which sobersided folk may not choose to recognize as their own. But it is their own; I have the evidence.
“Don't worry about the world coming to an end today …… It's already tomorrow in Australia.”
Came from an online quiz falsely attributed to Schulz http://www.snopes.com/glurge/schulz.asp. However, in the 13 June 1980 Peanuts strip http://www.gocomics.com/peanuts/1980/06/13, Marcie does say "I promise there'll be a tomorrow, sir. In fact, it's already tomorrow in Australia."
Misattributed
Source: LSD : My Problem Child (1980), Ch. 1 : How LSD Originated
Context: I was seized by the dreadful fear of going insane. I was taken to another world, another place, another time. My body seemed to be without sensation, lifeless, strange. Was I dying? Was this the transition? At times I believed myself to be outside my body, and then perceived clearly, as an outside observer, the complete tragedy of my situation. I had not even taken leave of my family (my wife, with our three children had traveled that day to visit her parents, in Lucerne). Would they ever understand that I had not experimented thoughtlessly, irresponsibly, but rather with the utmost caution, and that such a result was in no way foreseeable? My fear and despair intensified, not only because a young family should lose its father, but also because I dreaded leaving my chemical research work, which meant so much to me, unfinished in the midst of fruitful, promising development. Another reflection took shape, an idea full of bitter irony: if I was now forced to leave this world prematurely, it was because of this lysergic acid diethylamide that I myself had brought forth into the world.