Wandering between two worlds, one dead,
The other powerless to be born
With nowhere yet to rest read more

Wandering between two worlds, one dead,
The other powerless to be born
With nowhere yet to rest my head,
Like these, on earth I wait forlorn.

The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom read more

The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love. I require so much!

It is said that the world is in a state of bankruptcy, that the world owes the world more than read more

It is said that the world is in a state of bankruptcy, that the world owes the world more than the world can pay.

Men who wish to know about the world must learn about it in its particular details.

Men who wish to know about the world must learn about it in its particular details.

Physicists and astronomers see their own implications in the world being round, but to me it means that only one-third read more

Physicists and astronomers see their own implications in the world being round, but to me it means that only one-third of the world is asleep at any given time and the other two-thirds is up to something.

The world is not dangerous because of those who do harm but because of those who look at it without read more

The world is not dangerous because of those who do harm but because of those who look at it without doing anything

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 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.

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.