The drops of rain make a hole in the stone not by violence but by oft falling.
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Anand Thakur
The drops of rain make a hole in the stone not by violence but by oft falling.
LUCRETIUSTrue piety lies rather in the power to contemplate the universe with a quiet mind.
LUCRETIUSNature 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.
LUCRETIUSFear was the first thing on Earth to create gods.
LUCRETIUSSo it is more useful to watch a man in times of peril, and in adversity to discern what kind of man he is; for then at last words of truth are drawn from the depths of his heart, and the mask is torn off, reality remains.
LUCRETIUSFor there is a VOID in things; a truth which it will be useful for you, in reference to many points, to know; and which will prevent you from wandering in doubt.
LUCRETIUSThings stand apart so far and differ, that What’s food for one is poison for another.
LUCRETIUSWe, peopling the void air, make gods to whom we impute the ills we ought to bear.
LUCRETIUSToo often in time past, religion has brought forth criminal and shameful actions… How many evils has religion caused?
LUCRETIUSAll nature, then, as self-sustained, consists Of twain of things: of bodies and of void In which they’re set, and where they’re moved around.
LUCRETIUSFalling drops will at last wear away stone.
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.
LUCRETIUSOut beyond our world there are, elsewhere, other assemblages of matter making other worlds. Ours is not the only one in air’s embrace.
LUCRETIUSNothing from nothing ever yet was born.
LUCRETIUSYet a little while, and (the happy hour) will be over, nor ever more shall we be able to recall it.
LUCRETIUSIt’s easier to avoid the snares of love than to escape once you are in that net whose cords and knots are strong; but even so, enmeshed, entangled, you can still get out unless, poor fool, you stand in your own way.
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