Some poetry from my favorite scientist:

"Out of the cradle onto dry land. Here it is standing:

Atoms with consciousness, matter with curiosity.

Stands at the sea, wonders at wondering:

I... a universe of atoms, an atom in the universe."

In all things, I know simply we are "a universe of atoms... an atom in the universe." (Richard Feynman, Autumn 1955, "The Value of Science")

"What I cannot create, I do not understand."

(written on the chalkboard, at the time of his death)