From the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
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Anand Thakur
From the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
LUCRETIUSThe highest summits and those elevated above the level of other things are mostly blasted by envy as by a thunderbolt.
LUCRETIUSTears for the mourners who are left behind Peace everlasting for the quiet dead.
LUCRETIUSFalling drops will at last wear away stone.
LUCRETIUSContinual dropping wears away a stone.
LUCRETIUSHow is it that the sky feeds the stars?
LUCRETIUSFrom the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even amid the flowers.
LUCRETIUSNature allows Destruction nor collapse of aught, until Some outward force may shatter by a blow, Or inward craft, entering its hollow cells, Dissolve it down.
LUCRETIUSHow many evils have flowed from religion.
LUCRETIUSIt is great wealth to a soul to live frugally with a contented mind.
LUCRETIUSIt’s easier to avoid the snares of love than to escape once you are in that net.
LUCRETIUSAll things around, convulsed with violent thunder, seem to tremble, and the mighty walls of the capacious world appear at once to have started and burst asunder.
LUCRETIUSAnd life is given to none freehold, but it is leasehold for all.
LUCRETIUSHow wretched are the minds of men, and how blind their understandings.
LUCRETIUSAll nature, then, as self-sustained, consists Of twain of things: of bodies and of void In which they’re set, and where they’re moved around.
LUCRETIUSAll things keep on in everlasting motion, Out of the infinite come the particles, Speeding above, below, in endless dance.
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