And I wondered, who is it that’s aware that I’m thinking? And suddenly I was thrown into this amazing feeling of freedom. I was no longer a fragment of the universe, I was the universe.”
~Jim Carrey

Wenn ich mich im Zusammenhang des Universums betrachte, was bin ich?

By writing books, a man turns into a universe.

The thing is, I mean, there’s times when you look at the universe and you think, “What about me?” and you can just hear the universe replying, “Well, what about you?”

The universe is awesome and so am I.

Ich bin eins mit dem Universum. Das Universum ist großartig, und ich bin es auch.

And I feel that I am a man. And I feel that a man is a very important thing - maybe more important than a star. This is not theology. I have no bent toward gods. But I have a new love for that glittering instrument, the human soul. It is a lovely and unique thing in the universe. It is always attacked and never destroyed - because 'thou mayest'.

He felt like a young student again, confronted with all the art and knowledge of mankind. The experience was both exhilarating and depressing; a whole universe lay at his fingertips, but the fraction of it he could explore in an entire lifetime was so negligible that he was sometimes overwhelmed with despair.

I was no longer needing to be special, because I was no longer so caught in my puny separateness that had to keep proving I was something. I was part of the universe, like a tree is, or like grass is, or like water is. Like storms, like roses. I was just part of it all.

grief more than in joy, man longs to know that the universe turns around him.

Life exists so the Universe can experience itself.

Because our entire universe is made up of consciousness, we never really experience the universe directly we just experience our consciousness of the universe, our perception of it, so right, our only universe is perception.

This question is posed to mayself, am I a man who thinks he's an angel? Or an angel who thinks he's a man?

Man is a universe within himself.