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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

Therefore there is not anything which returns to nothing, but all things return dissolved into their elements.
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Anand Thakur
All things obey fixed laws.
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Fix Law Obedience One Liner
Such are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.
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Drive Height Man Religion
What once sprung from the earth sinks back into the earth.
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Earth Sink
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.
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Pleasant Struggle Wind
It’s easier to avoid the snares of love than to escape once you are in that net.
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Anand Thakur
You alone govern the nature of things. Without you nothing emerges into the light of day, without you nothing is joyous or lovely.
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Anand Thakur
There can be no centre in infinity.
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Anand Thakur
The body searches for that which has injured the mind with love.
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Anand Thakur
Lucretius, who follows [Epicurus] in denouncing love, sees no harm in sexual intercourse provided it is divorced from passion.
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Anand Thakur
For 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.
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Anand Thakur
Nothing from nothing ever yet was born.
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Anand Thakur
How wretched are the minds of men, and how blind their understandings.
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Blind Man Mindset Understand
Only religion can lead to such evil.
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Evil Leadership Religion
Truths kindle light for truths.
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Light One Liner Truth
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

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