For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

The world's full of things you could be doing.

A world so full of life that it hummed in the very air.

The world's full of fools who don't know enough to stay where they belong.

That is a kind of world in itself, a full, complete world.

Jesus himself, she pointed out, was born into a world "full of fear".

Maybe my world's full of ghosts and I never knew.

After that it's up to them, get with it or quit, the world's full of musicians.

This world so full of violence and beauty stirred things inside her she'd never felt at home.

Now, though, as he grew older, he would have access to the full, rich world of books.