Dr Manhattan Quotes: Profound Wisdom from the Watchmen’s Enigma
We’re all puppets, I’m just a puppet who can see the strings.
Nothing ends, Adrian. Nothing ever ends.
There is no future. There is no past. Do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet.
Everything is preordained. Even my responses.
I am tired of Earth, these people. I am tired of being caught in the tangle of their lives.
I’m not locked in here with you. You’re locked in here with ME.
The world’s smartest man means no more to me than does its smartest termite.
Fear of the future and desire for protecting the past.
It is only a matter of time before the future invades our lives.
Miracles are phenomenological occurrences, part of the unified field.
To me, you’re just a flash of light in an infinite darkness.
They will look up and shout ‘Save us!’…And I’ll look down and whisper ‘No.’
I submit that the answer depends on the mind of the respondent. In my case, for instance. The world is so full of people, so crowded with miracles, that they become commonplace and we forget. I sometimes think that we’re all stars in our own sky and that in the end, we have only ourselves to blame if we grow less bright and less hot than we really are. But enough of solipsism. I am, after all, a star in someone else’s sky.
We’re all puppets, Laurie. I’m just a puppet who can see the strings.
There is no future. There is no past. Do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet.
The universe is so full of life, why would I limit myself to one planet?
In my opinion, the existence of life is a highly overrated phenomenon.
Miracles by their definition are meaningless, only what can happen does happen.
All we ever see of stars are their old photographs.
She says I am like a god now. I tell her I don’t think there is a god. And if there is I’m nothing like him.
Events with astronomical odds happen all the time.
Nothing ends, Adrian. Nothing ever ends.
Every day, the future looks a little bit darker. But the past, even the grimy parts of it… keep on getting brighter.
We’re all puppets, Laurie. I’m just a puppet who can see the strings.
There is no future. There is no past. Do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet.
The release of atom power has changed everything except our way of thinking…the solution to this problem lies in the heart of mankind.
I’m not a comic book villain. Do you seriously think I’d explain my masterstroke to you if there were even the slightest possibility you could affect the outcome? I triggered it 35 minutes ago.
Miracles by their definition are meaningless, only what can happen does happen.
Existence is random. Has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for too long.
Thermodynamic miracles… events with odds against so astronomical they’re effectively impossible, like oxygen spontaneously becoming gold. I long to observe such a thing.
I am tired of Earth. These people. I am tired of being caught in the tangle of their lives.
I have walked across the surface of the sun. I have witnessed events so tiny and so fast, they can hardly be said to have occurred at all.
A live body and a dead body contain the same number of particles. Structurally, there’s no discernible difference. Life and death are unquantifiable abstracts. Why should I be concerned?