“From the midst of the very fountain of pleasure, something of bitterness arises to vex us in the flower of enjoyment.”

Sweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another’s struggles.

Nature 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.

No matter how difficult a task may look.. Persistence and steady action will get you through.

Too often in time past, religion has brought forth criminal and shameful actions… How many evils has religion caused?

The nature of the universe has by no means been made through divine power, seeing how great are the faults that mar it.

Such crimes has superstition caused.

Globed from the atoms falling slow or swift I see the suns, I see the systems lift Their forms; and even the systems and the suns Shall go back slowly to the eternal drift.

Bodies, again, Are partly primal germs of things, and partly Unions deriving from the primal germs.

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

One thing is made of another, and nature allows no new creation except at the price of death.

I own with reason: for, if men but knew Some fixed end to ills, they would be strong By some device unconquered to withstand Religions and the menacings of seers.

So potent was religion in persuading to evil deeds.

If one thing frightens people, it is that so much happens, on earth and out in space, the reasons for which seem somehow to escape them, and they fill in the gap by putting it down to the gods.

Victory puts us on a level with heaven.

Such are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.

What came from the earth returns back to the earth, and the spirit that was sent from heaven, again carried back, is received into the temple of heaven.

To allow lust (or strong desires) to govern our life is to exalt our will over God’s.

I never sleep comfortably except when I am at sermon or when I pray to God.

Slotted into broad diagnostic pigeonholes and provided generalized treatments that may not always meet their specific needs.

Homer must have felt this pressure to come up with an epic poem that would sound totally new to an audience that had loved his previous best-seller.

A graceful and honorable old age is the childhood of immortality.

The fool too late, his substance eaten up, reckons the cost.

Good things soon find a purchaser.

When you’re all burned up, then you become light.