I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita…"Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds." I suppose we all thought that, one way or another. — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
In some sort of crude sense, which no vulgarity, no humor, no overstatement can quite extinguish, the physicists have known sin; and this is… — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
Discovery follows discovery, each both raising and answering questions, each ending a long search, and each providing the new instruments for a new search. — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
There are no secrets about the world of nature. There are secrets about the thoughts and intentions of men. — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
It is proper to the role of the scientist that he not merely find new truth and communicate it to his fellows, but that… — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
To try to be happy is to try to build a machine with no other specification than that it shall run noiselessly. — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried. Most people were silent. I remembered the… — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
We hunger for nobility: the rare words and acts that harmonize simplicity and truth. — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
I saw what the Depression was doing to my students. Often they could get no jobs, or jobs which were wholly inadequate. And through… — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
This world of ours is a new world, in which the unit of knowledge, the nature of human communities, the order of society, the… — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
My childhood did not prepare me for the fact that the world is full of cruel and bitter things. — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
You can certainly destroy enough of humanity so that only the greatest act of faith can persuade you that what's left will be human. — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
In the spring of 1936, I was introduced by friends to Jean Tatlock. In the autumn, I began to court her. We were at… — J. Robert Oppenheimer Copy Share Image
