Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as
the small dust of the read more

Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as
the small dust of the balance: behold, he taketh up the isles as
a little thing.

Long ago a man of the world was defined as a man who in every
serious crisis is invariably read more

Long ago a man of the world was defined as a man who in every
serious crisis is invariably wrong.

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.

Love to his soul gave eyes; he knew things are not as they seem. The dream is his real life; read more

Love to his soul gave eyes; he knew things are not as they seem. The dream is his real life; the world around him is the dream.

The world is like a board with holes in it, and the square men
have got into the round read more

The world is like a board with holes in it, and the square men
have got into the round holes, and the round into the square.

The most incomprehensible thing about the world is that it is at all comprehensible.

The most incomprehensible thing about the world is that it is at all comprehensible.

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.

I have not loved the world, not the world me;
I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd
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I have not loved the world, not the world me;
I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd
To its idolatries a patient knee.

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.