You do not reform a world by ignoring it.

You do not reform a world by ignoring it.

The severe schools shall never laugh me out of the philosophy of
Hermes, that this visible world is but read more

The severe schools shall never laugh me out of the philosophy of
Hermes, that this visible world is but a picture of the
invisible, wherein as in a portrait, things are not truly, but in
equivocal shapes, and as they counterfeit some real substance in
that invisible fabric.

After this I beheld, and, lo, a great multitude, which no man
could number, of all nations, and kindreds, read more

After this I beheld, and, lo, a great multitude, which no man
could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and people, and
tongues, stood before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothed
with white robes, and palms in their hands;
And cried with a loud voice, saying, Salvation to our God which
sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb.

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.

This restless world
Is full of chances, which by habit's power
To learn to bear is easier read more

This restless world
Is full of chances, which by habit's power
To learn to bear is easier than to shun.

The world is a dangerous place. Not because of the people who are evil; but because of the people who read more

The world is a dangerous place. Not because of the people who are evil; but because of the people who don't do anything about it.

There is but little in this world which can go wrong because everything is a blessing in disguise.

There is but little in this world which can go wrong because everything is a blessing in disguise.

The world is not growing worse and it is not growing better--it is just turning around as usual.

The world is not growing worse and it is not growing better--it is just turning around as usual.

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.