Jonathan Simcoe
@jdsimcoe
Jonathan Simcoe
@jdsimcoe
It’s hard for my wife not to feel cursed. Instead of a warm and welcome space for her children, she can picture her body to be dangerous and uninhabitable. She wants to think of Aiden as our miracle child, the only one to survive the harsh climate of her broken body.
The soul’s hunger for peace is a longing for a kind of rest from anxiety and frantic pursuits—it is to rest in God.
First, Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle set limits on what we could know about the subatomic world. Oh well, we say. None of us lives in a subatomic world. It doesn’t make any practical difference as we go through our lives.
No more debates disturbed his mind. He knew all the arguments of despair and would not listen to them. His will was set, and only death would break it.
I want the best ideas to emerge, not my ideas.
Pay particular attention to the moments that take your breath away—a beautiful sunset, an unusual eye color, a moving piece of music, the elegant design of a complex machine.
Discovery, they believe, is inevitable. So they just try to do it first. That’s the game in science.
One of the great paradoxes of life today is an ever-increasing level of connectedness, paralleled by increasing levels of fracturing.