We've moved from a small world on a big planet to a big world on a small planet.
The world is grand, awfully big and astonishingly beautiful, frequently thrilling.
Why, when God's world is so big, did you fall asleep in a prison, of all places?
It's a big world, and I really like it.
It is a big world that we live in, and people have a choice to love who they love.
You know, my view is that we have a big world out there.
My characters populate a big, vibrant world. Sometimes they rub shoulders. Sometimes they don't.
I just feel like there hasn't been enough time away from all this other stuff and into this new world or sort of big world that it hasn't worn off yet.
I decided that I want to live in a big world. And since then, any time I'm confronted with a challenging situation, I go for it.
