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.
LUCRETIUSThere can be no centre in infinity.
LUCRETIUSThus 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.
LUCRETIUSFrom the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
LUCRETIUSOne thing is made of another, and nature allows no new creation except at the price of death.
LUCRETIUSThe sum total of all sums total is eternal (meaning the universe).
LUCRETIUSThe sum of all sums is eternity.
LUCRETIUSIf 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.
LUCRETIUSNature repairs one thing from another and allows nothing to be born without the aid of another’s death.
LUCRETIUSDeath is nothing to us, it matters not one jot, since the nature of the mind is understood to be mortal.
LUCRETIUSThe sum total of all sums total is eternal.
LUCRETIUSBy protracting life, we do not deduct one jot from the duration of death.
LUCRETIUSTears for the mourners who are left behind Peace everlasting for the quiet dead.
LUCRETIUSIt is pleasant, when the sea is high and the winds are dashing the waves about, to watch from the shores the struggles of another.
LUCRETIUSLife is one long struggle in the dark.
LUCRETIUSTruths kindle light for truths.
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