Quotes About World

And were an epitaph to be my story I'd have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world.

It is remarkable how many misconceptions there are here about life in the developing world and I think that that knowledge gap has done a lot to contribute to the imbalance quite frankly.

If your life changes, we can change the world, too.

If we intend to provide a better life, and a better world, for future generations, we can't ignore the quality of the environment we leave them.

What does it profit a man if he gains the whole world, and yet loses his soul?

The affairs of the world will go on forever. Do not delay the practice of meditation.

Bear witness. My tale is told. Wake. Only the living can make the world better. Live and make it better. Don't let me (Or anyone else) Tell this tale again.

You know what goes on in this world. They don't understand. They don't see that long after their laughter subsides, in search of the next cheap thrill, their victims are still hearing the taunts in their heads. A cacophony of degrading noise, poisoning perception.

The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed.

To love this particular nation is to love the world. This paradox lies within all forms of liberal nationalism. A liberal nation is a nation to which anyone who affirms its civic ideals belongs.

Marston liked to say that Wonder Woman was meant to be "psychological propaganda for the new type of woman who, I believe, should rule the world," but neither he nor Gaines seem to have given much thought to hiring a woman to draw her.

I imagine there are few, if any, in the World, so weake as to imagine, that the little Good we can do here, can merit so vast a Reward hereafter. There

So it's not American values, per se, that are being exported to billions of users around the world, but the values of a very particular demographic—perhaps not incidentally the same demographic that made up Facebook's first set of users.

For me, I think the greatest achievements of science is to allow humanity to realize that our world is comprehensible. Through science, rational thinking, we can understand how the universe works.

the domain of quantum world is so astonishingly strange that it even makes tales of alien abductions sound perfectly reasonable

Love makes the world go 'round but I'm pretty sure money has to do with it, too.

The unbelieving world increasingly rejects the truth about God, while the believing world increasingly ignores the truth about God.

God invented whiskey so the Irish wouldn't rule the world.

involved. For the sake of Dallas it would be a good thing to present the assassination as solved to the press of the world.

Evil isn't the real threat to the world. Stupid is just as destructive as Evil, maybe more so, and it's a hell of a lot more common. What we really need is a crusade against Stupid. That might actually make a difference.

Given the issues with certain SF/F trophies (like the World Fantasy Award, which is 1) butt-ugly and 2) based on one disgustingly racist dude), all trophies from this point forward should be made out of LEGO. That way if you don't like it, you can just make it into something else.

Whether we like it or not, it really is a jungle out there in the world of business, and it's crawling with predators. In my work I often use the image "dance with the tiger," because the tiger is viewed or even worshiped around the world as the ultimate predator. To dance well—to negotiate well—we must hear the music, we must feel the music, we must be tuned in to our partner—our "adversary"—at all times,

He knew factories. No one had fun in factories. They sweltered and slaved, hunched and harried, people reduced to things, manufacturing so much meaningless plastic shit that made no one happy, poisoned the oceans, corrupted the food chain. The modern world was a burning bus speeding toward a cliff with a maniac at the wheel. And he was not apart, but complicit, a hyperactive child making yuk-yuks in his seat, keeping everyone laughing, distracting them from certain doom.

It was their creed that devils had no place on earth, that evil was not a living creature in the world. There was no one to blame other than oneself.