Quotes About World

Sabemos muy bien cómo destruir una ciudad y cómo transportar información a bajo costo, pero todavía no tenemos ideas precisas sobre cómo conciliar el bienestar colectivo, el porvenir de los jóvenes, la superpoblación del mundo y la prolongación de la vida..

Omnia mundi creatura quasi liber et pictura nobis est in speculum.

All the world's follies," he replied, "turn up in publishing houses sooner or later. But the world's follies may also contain flashes of the wisdom of the Most High, so the wise man observes folly with humility." Then

Philosophy has a practical power: it contributes to the changing of the world.

el mundo se ha convertido en un asunto demasiado complicado para dejar que sea gobernado por quienes lo gobernaban antes.

Vivimos para los libros. Dulce misión en este mundo dominado por el desorden y la decadencia.

It's true," Benno said, smiling for the first time, his face growing almost radiant. "We live for books. A sweet mission in this world dominated by disorder and decay.

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Affected as they are by a constitutive solipsism, philosophies can say everything about the world they design and very little about the world they help to construct.

Omnis mundi creatura quasi liber et pictura       nobis est in speculum (All the world's creatures      As a book and a picture      Are to us as a mirror)

He was still there when, having seen history now as a place rich in whims and incomprehensible plots for Reasons of State, he learned from Saint-Savin how treacherous was the great machine of the world, plagued by the iniquities of Chance.

In order for there to be a mirror of the world, it is necessary that the world have a form.

Yet I cannot speak of them, because the very concept that universal laws and an established order exist would imply that God is their prisoner, whereas God is something absolutely free, so that if He wanted, with a single act of His will He could make the world different.

Ora penso invece che il mondo sia un enigma benigno, che la nostra follia rende terribile perché pretende di interpretarlo secondo la propria verità. I

In a certain sense I could agree with the Futurists that war is the only hygiene of the world, except for one little correction: It would be, if only volunteers were allowed to wage it. Unfortunately war also involves the reluctant, and therefore it is morally inferior to spectator sports.

Any fact becomes important when it's connected to another. The connection changes the perspective; it leads you to think that every detail of the world, every voice, every word written or spoken has more than its literal meaning, that it tells us a Secret.

How beautiful the world is, and how ugly labyrinths are, I said, relieved. How beautiful the world would be if there were a procedure for moving through labyrinths, my master replied.

It appeared as if the whole world was one elaborate system, opposed to justice and kindness, and set to making cruelty and pain.

not merely to be defeated, but to acknowledge defeat—and the difference between these two things is what keeps the world going.

They wish to build a new and better world, and I would be glad if they could succeed, and if I saw any hope of success I would join them. I ask for their plans, and they offer me vague dreams, in which as a man of affairs, I see no practicality. Is is like the the end of Das Rheingold: there is Valhalla, very beautiful, but only a rainbow bridge on which to get to it, and while the gods ma be able to walk on a rainbow, my investors and working people cannot.

Lanny smiled to himself. His chief called himself a "liberal," and Lanny had been trying to make up his mind just what that meant. He decided that a liberal was a high-minded gentleman who believed the world was made in his own image.

Such was their dream of happiness for this world; and for the next, you prayed to the Blessed Virgin, went to mass two or three times a year, and left everything else to the Higher Powers.

A tragic time indeed for clearsighted men and lovers of justice; the greedy ones were rubbing their hands and the butchers were sharpening their knives all over the world. Every gain that had been made in the World War had been thrown away, and every principle for which Woodrow Wilson had fought had been mocked.

Great moments do not last in a confused and helter-skelter world. The idealist dreams how things ought to go, but they don't—there being no perfect human creatures or groups of them.