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Confess then, naught from nothing can become, Since all must have their seeds, wherefrom to grow, Wherefrom to reach the gentle fields of air.

Lucretius

Human life lay foul before men’s eyes, crushed to the dust beneath religion’s weight.
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Anand Thakur
Tears for the mourners who are left behind Peace everlasting for the quiet dead.
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Anand Thakur
Nothing can be created out of nothing.
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Creation Existence
A falling drop at last will carve a stone.
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Drops Fall Power Stone
The first-beginnings of things cannot be distinguished by the eye.
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Anand Thakur
Epicurus whose genius surpassed all humankind, extinguished the light of others, as the stars are dimmed by the rising sun.
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Genius Human Kind Light Rise Stars Sun
Yet a little while, and (the happy hour) will be over, nor ever more shall we be able to recall it.
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Anand Thakur
Truths kindle light for truths.
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Light One Liner Truth
All things keep on in everlasting motion, Out of the infinite come the particles, Speeding above, below, in endless dance.
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Anand Thakur
Air, I should explain, becomes wind when it is agitated.
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Explanation Myself Wind
Thus the sum Forever is replenished, and we live As mortals by eternal give and take. The nations wax, the nations wane away; In a brief space the generations pass, And like to runners hand the lamp of life One unto other.
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Anand Thakur
How many evils has religion caused! [Lat., Tantum religio potuit suadere malorum!]
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Anand Thakur
For out of doubt In these affairs ’tis each man’s will itself That gives the start, and hence throughout our limbs Incipient motions are diffused.
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Anand Thakur
The sum of all sums is eternity.
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Anand Thakur
Confess then, naught from nothing can become, Since all must have their seeds, wherefrom to grow, Wherefrom to reach the gentle fields of air.
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Anand Thakur
Deprived of pain, and also deprived of danger, able to do what it wants, [Nature] does not need us, nor understands our deserts, and it cannot be angry.
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Anand Thakur

Confess then, naught from nothing can become, Since all must have their seeds, wherefrom to grow, Wherefrom to reach the gentle fields of air.

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