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.
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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.
LUCRETIUSFrom the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even amid the flowers.
LUCRETIUSThere is nothing that exists so great or marvelous that over time mankind does not admire it less and less.
LUCRETIUSNever trust the calm sea when she shows her false alluring smile.
LUCRETIUSHuman life lay foul before men’s eyes, crushed to the dust beneath religion’s weight.
LUCRETIUSHow is it that the sky feeds the stars?
LUCRETIUSOur life must once have end; in vain we fly From following Fate; e’en now, e’en now, we die.
LUCRETIUSWe cannot conceive of matter being formed of nothing, since things require a seed to start from.
LUCRETIUSFor thee the wonder-working earth puts forth sweet flowers.
LUCRETIUSThe body searches for that which has injured the mind with love.
LUCRETIUSFrom the midst of the very fountain of pleasure, something of bitterness arises to vex us in the flower of enjoyment.
LUCRETIUSThe sum of all sums is eternity.
LUCRETIUSGlobed 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.
LUCRETIUSThe water hollows out the stone, not by force but drop by drop.
LUCRETIUSThe wailing of the newborn infant is mingled with the dirge for the dead.
LUCRETIUSSuch evil deeds could religion prompt.
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