Quotes About World

If I dreamed, no traces remained in my memory; I simply left the world and life for complete exhausted oblivion.

We must risk delight. We can do without pleasure, but not delight. Not enjoyment. We must have the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless furnace of this world. To make injustice the only measure of our attention is to praise the Devil.

It always makes me proud to love the world somehow- hate's so easy compared.

Let nature do the freezing and frightening and isolating in this world. let men work and love and fight it off.

Listen closely... the eternal hush of silence goes on and on throughout all this, and has been going on, and will go on and on. This is because the world is nothing but a dream and is just thought of and the everlasting eternity pays no attention to it.

i wish the whole world was dead serious about food instead of silly rockets and machines and explosives using everybody's food money to blow their heads off anyway.

Overpowered by the sadness of not knowing what there is in the world, and what I'm doing. Feeling completely indifferent to good and evil too, to beauty or anything else. I know that this is the root of all human troubles, all of them. Indifferent to that knowledge, too. Nothing got written.

Everything is perfect on the street again, the world is permeated with roses of happiness all the time, but none of us know it. The happiness consists in realizing that it is all a great strange dream.

It's a sort of furtiveness … Like we were a generation of furtive. You know, with an inner knowledge there's no use flaunting on that level, the level of the 'public', a kind of beatness – I mean, being right down to it, to ourselves, because we all really know where we are – and a weariness with all the forms, all the conventions of the world … It's something like that. So I guess you might say we're a beat generation.

The cause of the world's woe is birth, the cure of the world's woe is a bent stick.

I have all the time in the world from life to life to do what is to do, to do what is done, to do the timeless doing, infinitely perfect within, why cry, why worry, perfect like mind essence and the minds of banana peels.

This is the beginning and the end of the world right here. Look at those patient Buddhas lookin at us saying nothing.

I am an appearance The world is an appearance The bread I eat is an appearance All wish't forth from Mind Essence Due to Ignorance-- I don't have to exist I don't exist, I do exist-- Who cares? For the purposes of this world Do nothing Or do everything anyhow.

I never dwelt on the dark farcical furious real life of this roaring working world, wow.

Ripples in the upside down lake of the void . . . The bottom of the world is gold and the world is upside down

Nature Just because you shit fruit Don't think you're the Kingpin of the World

I realized either I was crazy or the world was crazy; and I picked on the world. And of course I was right.

Tonight while walking on the waterfront in the angelic streets I suddenly wanted to tell you how wonderful I think you are. Please don't dislike me. What is the mystery of the world? Nobody knows they're angels.

Dreaming: the phantom of self-illusion emanating visions that change every night Living: the phantom of universal self-illusion emanating the huge vision of the world that takes millenniums to change

I'm back in these regions of fumbling dark uncertain creation, but it's my one and only world, and I'll do the best I can.

The bottom of the world is gold and the world is upside down.

Use the shadows of the born The shapes of the world And pass them before the light Of imagination's birthless ecstasy

It's the beat generation. It's the begát. It's the beat to keep. It's the beat in the heart. It's being beat and down in the world and like old time low down. And like an ancient civilization, the slave boatman rowing galleys to a beat.

I took two-hour naps every afternoon, waking up and realizing none of this ever happened as I looked around my mountaintop. The world was upsidedown hanging in an ocean of endless space and here were all these people sitting in theaters watching movies, down there in the world to which I would return. . . .