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.

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.
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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.

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

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

The world is the best of all possible worlds, and everything in it is a necessary evil.

The world is the best of all possible worlds, and everything in it is a necessary evil.

We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world.

We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world.

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.

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.

The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.

The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds.

In this world nothing is sure but death and taxes.

In this world nothing is sure but death and taxes.