We, peopling the void air, make gods to whom we impute the ills we ought to bear.
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Anand Thakur
We, peopling the void air, make gods to whom we impute the ills we ought to bear.
LUCRETIUSNever trust the calm sea when she shows her false alluring smile.
LUCRETIUSUnder what law each thing was created, and how necessary it is for it to continue under this, and how it cannot annul the strong rules that govern its lifetime.
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.
LUCRETIUSThe nature of the universe has by no means been made through divine power, seeing how great are the faults that mar it.
LUCRETIUSThe wailing of the newborn infant is mingled with the dirge for the dead.
LUCRETIUSFrom the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
LUCRETIUSThe sum of all sums is eternity.
LUCRETIUSSweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another’s struggles.
LUCRETIUSSuch are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.
LUCRETIUSThe greatest wealth is to live content with little, for there is never want where the mind is satisfied.
LUCRETIUSSuch crimes has superstition caused.
LUCRETIUSAll things keep on in everlasting motion, Out of the infinite come the particles, Speeding above, below, in endless dance.
LUCRETIUSIf 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.
LUCRETIUSConfess then, naught from nothing can become, Since all must have their seeds, wherefrom to grow, Wherefrom to reach the gentle fields of air.
LUCRETIUSIt is a pleasure for to sit at ease Upon the land, and safely for to see How other folks are tossed on the seas That with the blustering winds turmoiled be.
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