The World (n.) is mere change, and life, opinion.
The World (n.) is nothing but change, and our life nothing but perception.
The World (n.) is the supreme city, of which all other cities are but households.
The World (n.) is the higher city, and every other city is merely one of its households.
The World (n.) is one living being — one nature, one soul — with everything spun and woven together into a single experience.
The World (n.) is a single living creature with one substance and one soul, in which all things are causes of one another.
The World (n.) is a web, and the web is holy: everything interwoven, no part unconnected.
World (n.) is something to agree with wholly: all that is in accord with you, O World, is in accord with me.
The World (n.) deserves what the poet said of Athens: "dear city of Cecrops" — so say of the world, "dear city of God."
World (n.) is a city: a city is beings under the same laws, and the world is all beings under the one law of Reason.
The World (n.) has everything happening in it at once — no more astonishing than all that goes on every second in your own soul and body.