Don't go around saying the world owes you a living; the world owes you nothing; it was here first

Don't go around saying the world owes you a living; the world owes you nothing; it was here first

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.

The world as we have created it is a process of our thinking. It cannot be changed without changing our read more

The world as we have created it is a process of our thinking. It cannot be changed without changing our thinking.

The world gels better every day--then worse again in the evening.

The world gels better every day--then worse again in the evening.

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.

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.]

The world is a living image of God.

The world is a living image of God.

Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by read more

Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.

The world is a playground, and life is pushing my swing.

The world is a playground, and life is pushing my swing.