The dreadful fear of hell is to be driven out, which disturbs the life of man and renders it miserable, overcasting all things with the blackness of darkness, and leaving no pure, unalloyed pleasure.
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Anand Thakur
The dreadful fear of hell is to be driven out, which disturbs the life of man and renders it miserable, overcasting all things with the blackness of darkness, and leaving no pure, unalloyed pleasure.
LUCRETIUSWe cannot conceive of matter being formed of nothing, since things require a seed to start from.
LUCRETIUSWe notice that the mind grows with the body, and with it decays.
LUCRETIUSThose vestiges of natures left behind Which reason cannot quite expel from us Are still so slight that naught prevents a man From living a life even worthy of the gods.
LUCRETIUSSuch are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.
LUCRETIUSThough the dungeon, the scourge, and the executioner be absent, the guilty mind can apply the goad and scorch with blows.
LUCRETIUSAnd life is given to none freehold, but it is leasehold for all.
LUCRETIUSWhen bodies spring apart, because the air Somehow condenses, wander they from truth: For then a void is formed, where none before; And, too, a void is filled which was before.
LUCRETIUSTo none is life given in freehold; to all on lease.
LUCRETIUSFrom the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
LUCRETIUSThe highest summits and those elevated above the level of other things are mostly blasted by envy as by a thunderbolt.
LUCRETIUSFear is the mother of all gods … Nature does all things spontaneously, by herself, without the meddling of the gods.
LUCRETIUSFrom the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even amid the flowers.
LUCRETIUSWe plainly perceive that the mind strengthens and decays with the body.
LUCRETIUSThe first-beginnings of things cannot be distinguished by the eye.
LUCRETIUSOut beyond our world there are, elsewhere, other assemblages of matter making other worlds. Ours is not the only one in air’s embrace.
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