Quotes About World

Hope in the shadow of fear is the world's most powerful motivator. -Scythe (QUEEN CITRA #STAN)

Citra ate, even though she didn't have an appetite. Even though the whole world had slid off its axis. Breakfast was breakfast. How dare it be?

You see, there are some who seek celebrity to change the world, and others who seek it to ensnare the world.

You see, there are some who seek celebrity to change the world, and others who seek it to ensnare the world. Goddard is of the second kind.

Ours is a perfect world-but perfection does not linger in one place. It is a firefly, by its very nature elusive and unpredictable. We may have caught it in a jar, but that jar has broken, and we are in danger or shredding ourselves on its shards.

The irony, however, is that with no body, the world itself becomes my body. One might think this would make me feel grand, but it doesn't. If my body is the Earth, then I am nothing more than a spec of dust in the vastness of space. I wonder what it would be like, then, if my consciousness were to someday span the distance between stars.

Nick realized that the end of the world must be upon them, because his father preparing a home-cooked meal two nights in a row was surely a sign of the apocalypse.

There's the answer, but an answer means nothing if the world doesn't first hear the question.

Hope in the shadow of fear is the worlds most powerful motivator.

que recuerda un eclipse solar, imitación momentánea del fin del mundo.

RzucÄ™ ten Å›wiat bez ?alu, bom zawsze go winiÅ' Za to, ?e czyn marzeniu braterstwa zaprzecza. Obym mógÅ' u?y? miecza i zgin?? od miecza! Piotr zaparÅ' siÄ™ Jezusa... i dobrze uczyniÅ'! — Certes, je sortirai, quant à moi, satisfait D'un monde où l'action n'est pas la soeur du rêve; Puissé-je user du glaive et périr par le glaive! Saint Pierre a renié Jésus... il a bien fait!

Plus belle que Vénus se dressant sur le monde et versant les trésors de sa sérénité et le rayonnement de sa jeunesse blonde.

The strategic problem is, of course, that simulacra are reassuring only when viewed from outside. They do not provide an existential model for how to be in the world. One can appreciate the brilliance of the embalmer's work, but one would not want to be its object.

beware the average man the average woman beware their love, their love is average seeks average but there is genius in their hatred there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you to kill anybody not wanting solitude not understanding solitude they will attempt to destroy anything that differs from their own not being able to create art they will not understand art they will consider their failure as creators only as a failure of the world

I think that the world should be full of cats and full of rain, that's all, just cats and rain, rain and cats, very nice, good night.

the whole world is caught in her glance and at last the universe is magnificent.

There is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock. People so tired, mutilated either by love or no love

The whole world is a sack of shit ripping open. I can´t save it.

Meanwhile the 3 a.m. drunks of the world would lay in their beds, trying in vain to sleep, and deserving that rest, if they could find it.

The world had somehow gone too far, and spontaneous kindness could never be so easy.

The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts while the stupid one are full of confidence.

Here came the waitress. She had on a mini-skirt, high heels, see-through blouse with padded brassiere. Everything was too small for her: her outfit, the world, her mind. Her face was hard as steel. When she smiled it hurt. It hurt her and it hurt me. She kept smiling. That smile was so false the hairs on my arms rose. I looked away.

The apartment was built at the edge of a high cliff so that when you looked out the back window it seemed as if you were twelve floors up instead of four. It was very much like living on the edge of the world - a last resting place before the final big drop.

the whole world is at the throat of the world, everybody feels angry, short-changed, cheated, everybody is despondent, disillusioned.) I welcomed shots of peace, tattered shards of happiness.