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From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.

Lucretius

Tears for the mourners who are left behind Peace everlasting for the quiet dead.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
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.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
Rest, brother, rest. Have you done ill or well Rest, rest, There is no God, no gods who dwell Crowned with avenging righteousness on high Nor frowning ministers of their hate in hell.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
It’s easier to avoid the snares of love than to escape once you are in that net.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
Time changes the nature of the whole world; Everything passes from one state to another And nothing stays like itself.
LUCRETIUS

Change Nature State Stay Time World
The mask is torn off, while the reality remains
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
Fear is the mother of all gods … Nature does all things spontaneously, by herself, without the meddling of the gods.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
Human life lay foul before men’s eyes, crushed to the dust beneath religion’s weight.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
You alone govern the nature of things. Without you nothing emerges into the light of day, without you nothing is joyous or lovely.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
Men conceal the past scenes of their lives.
LUCRETIUS

Live Man Past Scene
There is so much wrong with the world.
LUCRETIUS

World Wrong
Violence and wrong enclose all who commit them in their meshes and do mostly recoil on him from whom they begin.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
There can be no centre in infinity.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
Nothing from nothing ever yet was born.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
Fear is the mother of all gods.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
If men saw that a term was set to their troubles, they would find strength in some way to withstand the hocus-pocus and intimidations of the prophets.
LUCRETIUS

Man Prophet See Strength Term Trouble

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