The World (n.) is just what we construct through our minds.
The World (n.) is rational for him who looks upon the world rationally.
The World (n.) is mind-dependent. It is just a projection of the mind.
The World (n.) is null and vanishing only on its surface, not in its essence; the world is itself the Idea.
The World (n.) is for the devout an actuality broken in two like themselves: from one side null, from the other a sanctified world.
The World (n.) has its threads in us so thoroughly that they make us what we are — if it vanished we would go extinct with it, unless religion, reason and character made us self-supporting.
World (n.) as reflective understanding traces it offers nowhere a firm footing: everything is conditioned and conditioning, and the question of a final end goes unanswered.
The World (n.) only comes into being once reason arrives: before, consciousness desired it, worked on it, withdrew from it — but did not understand it; now its permanence holds the interest that once lay only in its transiency.