I never asked to be this new king upon whose shoulders the world will rest.

The world stops and rests at the appointed hour, and exactly as predicted, everyone blacks out.

His family and the world rested because justice was finally done by the court.

It felt like the whole world was resting on his legs.

I think the world just may rest on our shoulders right now.

When the world is resting, subtle textures and colors are made visible - if only the gardener has the eyes to see.

Sooo serious, as if the world rested on his shoulders.

The world is not resting on his shoulders.

We have one chance, even if the world rests on it.

The world rests upon the poor, as old Giorgio says.