#World Quotes

“What's the news?None, my lord, but that the world's grown honest,Then is doomsday near.”

“Evermore in the world is this marvelous balance of beauty and disgust, magnificence and rats.”

“I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; A stage where every man must play a part, And mine is a sad one.”

“The world of men show like a comedy without laughter: populations, interests, government, history; 't is all toy figures in a toyhouse.”

“This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory.”

“Here is the world, sound as a nut, perfect, not the smallest piece of chaos left, never a stitch nor an end, not a mark of haste, or botching, or second thought; but the theory of the world is a thing of shreds and patches.”

“The world exists, as I understand it, to teach the science of liberty.”

“By degrees we may come to know the primitive sense of the permanent objects of nature, so that the world shall be to us an open book, and every form significant of its hidden life and final cause.”

“Everything is prospective, and man is to live hereafter. That the world is for his education is the only sane solution of the enigma.”

“Nor has science sufficient humanity, so long as the naturalist overlooks the wonderful congruity which subsists between man and the world; of which he is lord, not because he is the most subtile inhabitant, but because he is its head and heart, and finds something of himself in every great and small thing, in every mountain stratum, in every new law of color, fact of astronomy, or atmospheric influence which observation or analysis lay open.”

“The world always had the same bankrupt look, to foregoing ages as to us.”

“They are the privileged lovers who create a new world with their eyes of fiery passion.”

“The world is a playground, and death is the night.”

“Speak a new language so that the world will be a new world.”

“Can you see the beauty in a cockroach?”

“The world is his who can see through its pretension.”

“May it be to the world... to assume the blessings and security of self-government.”

“The world must be made safe for democracy.”

“Too many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold.”

“Where the wave of moonlight glosses The dim gray sands with light, Far off by furthest Rosses We foot it all the night, Weaving olden dances, Mingling hands and mingling glances Till the moon has taken flight; To and fro we leap And chase the frothy bubbles, While the world is full of troubles And is anxious in its sleep. . . .”

“While they danced they came over them the weariness with the world, the melancholy, the pity one for the other, which is the exultation of love.”

“...to make the world safe for democracy.”

“Our opinions of the world, are confessions of character.”

“For those that love the world serve it in action, Grow rich, popular, and full of influence; And should they paint or write still is it action, The struggle of the fly in marmalade.”

“The world being illusive, one must be deluded in some way if one is to triumph in it.”

“Much did I rage when young, Being by the world oppressed, But now with flattering tongue It speeds the parting guest.”

“Everything we look upon is blest.”

“And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye,Says very wisely, "It is ten o'clock:Thus we may see," quoth he, "how the world wags."”

“And that enquiring man John Synge comes next,That dying chose the living world for textAnd never could have rested in the tombBut that, long travelling, he had comeTowards nightfall upon certain set apartIn a most desolate stony place.”

“The brawling of a sparrow in the eaves The brilliant moon and all the milky sky And all that famous harmony of leaves Had blotted out man's image and his cry.”

“Really, all things and persons are related to us, but according to our nature, they act on us not at once, but in succession, andwe are made aware of their presence one at a time. All persons, all things which we have known, are here present, and many more than we see; the world is full.”

“What were all the world's alarms To mighty Paris when he found Sleep upon a golden bed That first dawn in Helen's arms?”

“All art is in the last analysis an endeavor to condense as out of the flying vapor of the world an image of human perfection, and for its own and not for the art's sake.”

“Give to these children, new from the world,Rest far from men.Is anything better, anything better?Tell us it then.”

“Come away, O human child: To the waters and the wild with a fairy, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.”

“What I like, or one of the things I like, about motoring is the sense it gives one of lighting accidentally, like a voyager who touches another planet with the tip of his toe, upon scenes which would have gone on, have always gone on, will go on, unrecorded, save for this chance glimpse. Then it seems to me I am allowed to see the heart of the world uncovered for a moment.”

“It might be possible that the world itself is without meaning.”

“But O, sick children of the world,Of all the many changing thingsIn dreary dancing past us whirled,To the cracked tune that Chronos sings,Words alone are certain good.”

“The woods of Arcady are dead, And over is their antique joy; Of old the world on dreaming fed Gray Truth is now her painted toy.”

“Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.”

“For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.”

“Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!”

“We have fallen in the dreams the ever-living Breathe on the tarnished mirror of the world, And then smooth out with ivory hands and sigh.”

“Let us go forth, the tellers of tales, and seize whatever prey the heart long for, and have no fear. Everything exists, everything is true, and the earth is only a little dust under our feet.”

“The old question of whether there is design is idle. The real question is what is the world, whether or not it have a designer--and that can be revealed only by the study of all nature's particulars.”

“The weight of the world is on our shoulders, its vision is through our eyes; if we blink or look aside, or turn back to finger what Plato said or remember Napoleon and his conquests, we inflict on the world the injury of some obliquity. This is life.”

“For every act of violence and messiness there are a million acts of kindness and goodness. It just depends where you look. And when I look around at virtually anyone or anything on the planet, I can see another face of intention - beauty.”

“The beauty of the world, which is so soon to perish, has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.”

“The world is the expanding Greece and Greece is the shrinking world.”

“A work of art is an abstract or epitome of the world. It is the result or expression of nature, in miniature. For, although the works of nature are innumerable and all different, the result or the expression of them all is similar and single.”