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From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.

Lucretius

The mask is torn off, while the reality remains
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Anand Thakur
Nothing can be created out of nothing.
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Creation Existence
So 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.
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Anand Thakur
How is it that the sky feeds the stars?
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Feed Sky Stars
All 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.
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Body Empty Move Nature Sustain
Yet a little while, and (the happy hour) will be over, nor ever more shall we be able to recall it.
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Anand Thakur
Such evil deeds could religion prompt.
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Anand Thakur
Fear holds dominion over mortality Only because, seeing in land and sky So much the cause whereof no wise they know, Men think Divinities are working there.
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Divine Dominant Fear Land Sky Wisdom Work
It is great wealth to a soul to live frugally with a contented mind.
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Greatness Live Mindset Satisfaction Soul Wealth
We, peopling the void air, make gods to whom we impute the ills we ought to bear.
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Anand Thakur
No matter how difficult a task may look.. Persistence and steady action will get you through.
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Action Difficult Task Willing Yourself
Not they who reject the gods are profane, but those who accept them.
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Anand Thakur
The body searches for that which has injured the mind with love.
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Anand Thakur
Men are eager to tread underfoot what they have once too much feared.
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Anand Thakur
Continual dropping wears away a stone.
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Anand Thakur
Thus the sum Forever is replenished, and we live As mortals by eternal give and take. The nations wax, the nations wane away; In a brief space the generations pass, And like to runners hand the lamp of life One unto other.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur

From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.

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