Quotes About World

Sophie could feel Syrena's sigh; the mermaid's body beneath her sagged with it. "Can't even be mad at you," the mermaid said, her voice little more than a mumble. "You too stupid to even be mad at. You live in world without poetry, without poets. You think poet's job to tell your mother happy birthday. You are such a fool you don't even know you are a fool. How can I be mad at such fool? Poet's job to create the world.

When Einstein later complained that "God does not play dice with the world," Bohr reportedly fired back, "Stop telling God what to do.

The material world may come and go, but consciousness remains as the defining element, which means that consciousness, in some sense, creates reality.

In fact, overpopulation is one reason why some people advocate going to the stars. But a closer examination of the issue shows that the growth of the world population, although still rising, is slowing down. The U.N., for example, has revised its predictions downward several times. Many demographers, in fact, predict that the world population will begin to level off and might even stabilize late in the twenty-first century.

Customs all over the world still search me first. I mean, why? Do they think dope smugglers look like me? I don't think so. And how long have they had to absorb this information? The dope smugglers are the [well-dressed] people with briefcases going right behind me. And they still haven't got the brains to figure that out. They say, "Everyone with long hair is a drug smuggler." Well good fucking luck.

Throughout the world we see human suffering, anger, revenge, addictions, violence in the street, and tremendous injustice.

It is because of themselves. All people live in their own dream, in their own mind; they are in a completely different world from the one we live in. When we take something personally, we make the assumption that they know what is in our world, and we try to impose our world on their world. Even when a situation seems so personal, even if others insult you directly, it has nothing to do with you. What they say, what they

De la misma manera en que las distintas sociedades y religiones de todo el mundo han creado una mitología increíble, nosotros creamos la nuestra. Nuestra mitología personal está poblada de héroes y villanos, ángeles y demonios, reyes y plebeyos.

By hooking the attention, the energy goes from one person to another person. The attention is something very powerful in the human mind. Everyone around the world is hunting the attention of others all the time. When we capture the attention, we create channels of communication.

You were created to perceive the beauty of creation and to live your life in love. But if you cannot find the love inside you, the whole world can love you, and it will not make a difference in you.

If I had a box full of all the evils of the world, I'd open it just a little way and push you inside. Then I'd close it again for always.

this is a Free Planet.

I pictured a rainbow You held it in your hands I had flashes But you saw the plan I wandered out in the world for years While you just stayed in your room I saw the crescent You saw the whole of the moon

Who ever told you there is no such thing in the world as real, true, everlasting love? May the liar have his despicable tongue cut out!

What point is there in dying in a ward, listening to the moans and rasps of the terminally ill? Wouldn't it be better to spend the twenty-seven thousand on a banquet, then, after taking poison, depart for the other world to the sound of violins, surrounded by intoxicated beautiful women and dashing friends?

snow, the Dnieper Ã¢â'¬Â¦ there's no more beautiful city in the world than Kiev.

Think, now: where would your good be if there were no evil and what would the world look like without shadow?

HOW SAD, YE gods, how sad the world is at evening, how mysterious the mists over the swamps. You will know it when you have wandered astray in those mists, when you have suffered greatly before dying, when you have walked through the world carrying an unbearable burden. You know it too when you are weary and ready to leave this earth without regret; its mists, its swamps and its rivers; ready to give yourself into the arms of death with a light heart, knowing that death alone can comfort you.

The thought that there is no greater misfortune in the world than the loss of reason? Yes

the time? Do you call everyone that?" "Everyone," answered the prisoner. "There are no bad people in the world.

No, you mustn't give way. It's simply that you don't know what the theater's like. There are some complicated mechanisms in this world but the theater is the most complicated of them all...

The thought that there is no greater misfortune in the world than the loss of reason? Yes, yes, of course, that, too. But that - that's only a general thought. There's something else. What is it? An insult, that's what. Yes, yes, insulting words hurled right in his face by Homeless. And the trouble is not that they were insulting, but that there was truth in them.

The night flowed on. During its second half the whole arc of the sky, the curtain that God had drawn across the world, was covered with stars.

A stranger, mute, through mists that curled, in beauty clad not of this world, came to her, leaned above her pillow; and in his glance was such a billow, of love and grief, that you'd infer all his compassion was for her.