Quotes About World

They died comfortably in their little bed of understanding, to become useful citizens of the world. I pitied them, and in short order I deserted them one by one, without the slightest regret.

En la juventud éramos íntegros y el terror y el dolor del mundo nos penetraron por completo. No había una clara separación entre la alegría y la pena: se fundían en una sola cosa, al igual que nuestras horas de lucidez se funden con el sueño y el dormir. Nos levantamos por la mañana siendo unos seres, y por la noche, completamente ahogados, bajamos a un mar empuñando las estrellas y la fiebre del día.

You can't make people joyous just by being joyous yourself. Joy has to be generated by oneself: it is or it isn't. Joy is founded on something too profound to be understood and communicated. To be joyous is to be a madman in a world of sad ghosts.

Nothing will avail to offset this virus which is poisoning the whole world. America is the very incarnation of doom. She will drag the whole world down to the bottomless pit.

I have overspread the world like a syrup and the emptiness of it it's terrifying, but there is no dislodging the seed; the seed has become a little knot of cold fire which roars like a sun in the vast hollow of the dead carcass.

Enquanto vivermos com a consciência de nós próprios, nunca conseguiremos lidar com o mundo

The writer] doesn't want a new world which might be established immediately, because he knows it would never suit him. He wants an impossible world in which he is the uncrowned puppet ruler dominated by forces utterly beyond his control.

America is the very incarnation of doom. She will drag the whole world down to the bottomless pit.

America is the very incarnation of doom. She will drag the whole world down to the bottomless pit. He

If any man ever dared to translate all that is in his heart, to put down what is really his experience, what is truly his truth, I think then the world would go to smash, that it would be blown to smithereens and no god, no accident, no will could ever again assemble the pieces, the atoms, the indestructible elements that have gone to make up the world.

Develop an interest in life as you see it; the people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls, and interesting people. Forget yourself.

Now we shall have a vessel in which to pour the vital fluid, a bomb which, when we throw it, will set off the world.

Men will sacrifice their lives to bring about a better world—whatever that may mean—but they will not budge an inch to attain paradise. Nor will they struggle to create a bit of paradise in the hell they find themselves.

Behind the world is chaos. Each word a stripe, a bar, but there are not and never will be enough bars to make the mesh

En el momento en que nace un niño pasa a formar parte de un mundo en que no hay sólo el ritmo de la vida, sino también el ritmo de la muerte.

We are all, whether we admit it or not, waiting for the end of the world, as though it were not a world of our own making but a hell into which we had been thrust by a malevolent fate.

We came together in a dance of death and so quickly was I sucked down into the vortex that when I came to the surface again I could not recognize the world. When I found myself loose the music had ceased; the carnival was over and I had been picked clean.

Here all boundaries fade away and the world reveals itself for the mad slaughterhouse that it is. The treadmill stretches way to infinitude, the hatched are closed down tight, logic runs rampant, with bloody cleaver flashing. The air is chill and stagnant, the language apocalyptic. Not an exit sign anywhere; no issue save death. A blind alley at the end of which is a scaffold.

el mundo nunca deja morir de hambre a una mujer guapa.

Why do the skeletons dance so ecstatically, I wonder. Is it the fall of the world? Is it the dance of death which has been so often heralded? To see millions of skeletons dancing in the snow while the city founders is an awesome sight.

El mundo que me rodea está desintegrándose y deja aquí y allá motas de tiempo. El mundo es un cáncer que se devora a sí mismo...

Plânge si vei g?si un milion de crocodili care s? plâng? cu tine. Lumea e sc?ldat? în lacrimi...Bucuria e întemeiat? pe ceva prea profund pentru a fi înteles si comunicat. A fi bucuros înseamn? a fi un nebun într-o lume de strigoi tristi

Humility means] a deep sense of our own meanness, with a hearty [sincere (Johnson)] and affectionate [strongly moved; warm; zealous (Johnson)] acknowledgment of our owing all that we are to the divine bounty [generosity; liberality; munificence (Johnson)]; which is always accompanied with a profound submission to the will of God, and great deadness to the glory of the world, and the applause of men.

What a comfort to know we are not out on our own trying to make a difference in the world, but we have been chosen, appointed, and sent by the King of kings and the Lord of lords to be his ambassadors of light ! We go on his authority, his power, his strength, on his terms, and with his protection. We are sent bearing a message of hope in a hopeless world.