The old must always make way for the new, and one thing must be built out of the ruins of another. There is no murky pit of hell awaiting anyone.
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Anand Thakur
The old must always make way for the new, and one thing must be built out of the ruins of another. There is no murky pit of hell awaiting anyone.
LUCRETIUSAir, I should explain, becomes wind when it is agitated.
LUCRETIUSWhat can give us more sure knowledge than our senses? How else can we distinguish between the true and the false?
LUCRETIUSMen are eager to tread underfoot what they have once too much feared.
LUCRETIUSOnly religion can lead to such evil.
LUCRETIUSLook at a man in the midst of doubt & danger and you will learn in his hour of adversity what he really is.
LUCRETIUSTears for the mourners who are left behind Peace everlasting for the quiet dead.
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.
LUCRETIUSThe highest summits and those elevated above the level of other things are mostly blasted by envy as by a thunderbolt.
LUCRETIUSYou may complete as many generations as you please during your life; none the less will that everlasting death await you.
LUCRETIUSFrom the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even amid the flowers.
LUCRETIUSNow come: that thou mayst able be to know That minds and the light souls of all that live Have mortal birth and death, I will go on Verses to build meet for thy rule of life, Sought after long, discovered with sweet toil.
LUCRETIUSTo ask for power is forcing uphill a stone which after all rolls back again from the summit and seeks in headlong haste the levels of the plain.
LUCRETIUSNothing can be created out of nothing.
LUCRETIUSIt’s easier to avoid the snares of love than to escape once you are in that net.
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.
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