I am incapable of conceiving infinity, and yet I do not accept finity.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Don't use words too big for the subject. Don't say 'infinitely' when you mean 'very'; otherwise you'll have no word left when you want to talk about something really infinite.
Infinity is a way to describe the incomprehensible to the human mind. In a way, it notates a mystery. That kind of mystery exists in relationships. A lifetime is not enough to know someone else. It provides a brief glimpse.
The infinite in mathematics is alway unruly unless it is properly treated.
The only way to discover the limits of the possible is to go beyond them into the impossible.
Our minds are finite, and yet even in these circumstances of finitude we are surrounded by possibilities that are infinite, and the purpose of life is to grasp as much as we can out of that infinitude.
I cannot help it - in spite of myself, infinity torments me.
Mathematicians aren't satisfied because they know there are no solutions up to four million or four billion, they really want to know that there are no solutions up to infinity.
You and I are essentially infinite choice-makers. In every moment of our existence, we are in that field of all possibilities where we have access to an infinity of choices.
The infinite God can not by us, in the present limitation of our faculties, be comprehended or conceived.
We are all capable of infinitely more than we believe.