God is the author, men are only the players. These grand pieces
which are played upon earth have been read more

God is the author, men are only the players. These grand pieces
which are played upon earth have been composed in heaven.
[Fr., Dieu est le poete, les hommes ne sont que les acteurs. Ces
grandes pieces qui se jouent sur la terre ont ete composees dans
le ciel.]

Earth took her shining station as a star,
In Heaven's dark hall, high up the crowd of worlds.

Earth took her shining station as a star,
In Heaven's dark hall, high up the crowd of worlds.

Fly away, pretty moth, to the shade
Of the leaf where you slumbered all day;
Be content read more

Fly away, pretty moth, to the shade
Of the leaf where you slumbered all day;
Be content with the moon and the stars, pretty moth,
And make use of your wings while you may.
. . . .
But tho' dreams of delight may have dazzled you quite,
They at last found it dangerous play;
Many things in this world that look bright, pretty moth,
Only dazzle to lead us astray.

What really interests me is whether God had any choice in the creation of the world.

What really interests me is whether God had any choice in the creation of the world.

The world is getting to be such a dangerous place, a man is lucky to get out of it alive.

The world is getting to be such a dangerous place, a man is lucky to get out of it alive.

You do not reform a world by ignoring it.

You do not reform a world by ignoring it.

In the world there are only two tragedies. One is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting read more

In the world there are only two tragedies. One is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.

Enjoy yourself, for there is nothing in the world we can call our own.

Enjoy yourself, for there is nothing in the world we can call our own.

O world as God has made it! All is beauty.

O world as God has made it! All is beauty.