The world is all gates, all opportunities, strings of tension waiting to be struck.

The world always had the same bankrupt look, to foregoing ages as to us.

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

What is the hardest thing in the world? To think.

Here is the world, sound as a nut, perfect, not the smallest piece of chaos left, never a stitch nor an end, not a mark of haste, or botching, or second thought; but the theory of the world is a thing of shreds and patches

The one thing in the world, of value, is the active soul