Quotes About World

No' had settled down for ever on our councils, crushing with its deadening weight what I shall ever believe was the hope of the world.

The facts remain that the Serbian reply was not read by the man on whose decision the fate of the world still hung, until nearly sixty hours after it had been delivered at Belgrade; and that before he could act upon it, the irrevocable declaration of war had gone forth from Vienna.

A situation had been created where hundreds of officials had only to do their prescribed duty to their respective countries to wreck the world. They did their duty.

Once more now in the march of centuries Old England was to stand forth in battle against the mightiest thrones and dominations. Once more in defence of the liberties of Europe and the common right must she enter upon a voyage of great toil and hazard across waters uncharted, towards coasts unknown, guided only by the stars. Once more 'the far-off line of storm-beaten ships' was to stand between the Continental Tyrant and the dominion of the world.

We all use phrases such as 'the ordinary world,' 'ordinary life,' 'the ordinary course of events.' But in the language of poetry, nothing is usual or normal. Not a single stone and not a single cloud above it. Not a single day and not a single night after it. And above all, not a single existence, not anyone's existence in this world.

This terrifying world is not devoid of charms, of the mornings that make waking up worthwhile.

How light the raindrop's contents are; how gently the world touches me. From View With a Grain of Sand

My apologies to chance for calling it necessity. My apologies to necessity if I'm mistaken, after all. Please, don't be angry, happiness, that I take you as my due. May my dead be patient with the way my memories fade. My apologies to time for all the world I overlook each second.

in daily speech, where we don't stop to consider every word, we all use phrases like the ordinary world, ordinary life, the ordinary course of events ... But in the language of poetry, where every word is weighed, nothing is usual or normal. Not a single stone and not a single cloud above it. Not a single day and not a single night after it. And above all, not a single existence, not anyone's existence in this world.

If he [the Artist] were to take up the pen it would be...to better express his individuality and explain it to others; or else to put his internal affairs in order...to deepen and sharpen his relationship with his fellow men because other souls exert an immense and creative influence on our soul; or to try to fight for a world as he would like it to be, for a world that is indispensable to his life.

You don't understand, father," said Ludwik. "What don't I understand? What?!" "Organization." "To hell with organization! What organization?!" "The rational organization of society and of the world." Leon attacked Ludwik across the table with his bald pate: "What do you want to organize? Organize how?" "Scientifically.

Potrzeba, jedna z najbardziej natr?tnych, podczas pisania do?? pornograficznej miejscami Pornografii: przepu?ci? ?wiat przez m?odo??; przet?umaczy? na j?zyk m?odo?ci, czyli na j?zyk atrakcji... Zmi?kczy? go m?odo?ci?... Zaprawi? go m?odo?ci? - aby da? si? zgwa?ci?...

Die Welt ist alles, was der Fall ist. Die Welt ist die Gesamtheit der Tatsachen, nicht der Dinge...

The world is everything that is the case.

Logic is not a theory but a reflexion of the world.

There is no question that there is an unseen world. The problem is, how far is it from midtown and how late is it open?

It seemed the world was divided into good and bad people. The good ones slept better, [Cloquet thought,] while the bad ones seemed to enjoy the waking hours much more.

The world may or may not be with our purpose. But its not totally without some kind of magic" [Magic in the moonlight movie - by Woody Allen]

It's cruel to bring life into this terrible world.

Taip, pagalvojo Klok?, turb?t šiame pasaulyje yra tik dviej? r?ši? žmon?s: arba geri, arba blogi. Gerieji ramiau miega, ta?iau pašlem?kai kur kas džiaugsmingiau nubunda.

If you walk across my camera I will flash the world your story.

You will never find peace with these fascists You'll never find friends such as we So remember that valley of Jarama And the people that'll set that valley free. From this valley they say we are going Do not hasten to bid us adieu Even though we lost the battle at Jarama We'll set this valley before we're through. All this world is like this valley called Jarama So green and so bright and so fair No fascists can dwell in our valley Nor breathe in our new freedoms air.

The tiger leapt, and the swallow dipped her wings in dark pools on the other side of the world.

People of true understanding nourish sages and through them, nourish the whole world.