“Confess then, naught from nothing can become, Since all must have their seeds, wherefrom to grow, Wherefrom to reach the gentle fields of air.”

How many evils have flowed from religion.

How is it that the sky feeds the stars?

It is great wealth to a soul to live frugally with a contented mind.

How wretched are the minds of men, and how blind their understandings.

True piety lies rather in the power to contemplate the universe with a quiet mind.

The old must always make way for the new, and one thing must be built out of the ruins of another. There is no murky pit of hell awaiting anyone.

The sum total of all sums total is eternal.

Only religion can lead to such evil.

The drops of rain make a hole in the stone not by violence but by oft falling.

Epicurus whose genius surpassed all humankind, extinguished the light of others, as the stars are dimmed by the rising sun.

By protracting life, we do not deduct one jot from the duration of death.

Fear was the first thing on Earth to create gods.

For fools admire and love those things they see hidden in verses turned all upside down, and take for truth what sweetly strokes the ears and comes with sound of phrases fine imbued.

Thus it comes That earth, without her seasons of fixed rains, Could bear no produce such as makes us glad, And whatsoever lives, if shut from food, Prolongs its kind and guards its life no more.

A falling drop at last will carve a stone.

It is pleasant, when the sea is high and the winds are dashing the waves about, to watch from the shores the struggles of another.

Joy is a light that fills you with hope and faith and love.

You would not ask someone with a broken arm to swim the English Channel, so you cannot demand that the broken to live as if they were whole.

The stars can only shine In the dark night.

This convenient ambiguity at the expense of animals is unacceptable!!!

Being mortal, never pray for an untroubled life. Rather, ask the God to give you an enduring heart.

I will give you three days to seek your shadow.

Man’s pleasure is a short time growing And it falls to the ground As quickly.

I think because my brother was an actor and I just saw how he struggled through, I guess I’m sensitive to it.