If the matter of death is reduced to sleep and rest, what can there be so bitter in it, that any one should pine in eternal grief for the decease of a friend?
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Anand Thakur
If the matter of death is reduced to sleep and rest, what can there be so bitter in it, that any one should pine in eternal grief for the decease of a friend?
LUCRETIUSWe notice that the mind grows with the body, and with it decays.
LUCRETIUSToo often in time past, religion has brought forth criminal and shameful actions… How many evils has religion caused?
LUCRETIUSIf men saw that a term was set to their troubles, they would find strength in some way to withstand the hocus-pocus and intimidations of the prophets.
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.
LUCRETIUSWhenever anything changes and quits its proper limits, this change is at once the death of that which was before.
LUCRETIUSAnd life is given to none freehold, but it is leasehold for all.
LUCRETIUSThus, then, the All that is is limited In no one region of its onward paths, For then ‘tmust have forever its beyond.
LUCRETIUSSweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another’s struggles.
LUCRETIUSI own with reason: for, if men but knew Some fixed end to ills, they would be strong By some device unconquered to withstand Religions and the menacings of seers.
LUCRETIUSThe sum total of all sums total is eternal (meaning the universe).
LUCRETIUSLook at a man in the midst of doubt & danger and you will learn in his hour of adversity what he really is.
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.
LUCRETIUSConfess then, naught from nothing can become, Since all must have their seeds, wherefrom to grow, Wherefrom to reach the gentle fields of air.
LUCRETIUSYet a little while, and (the happy hour) will be over, nor ever more shall we be able to recall it.
LUCRETIUSTis pleasant to stand on shore and watch others labouring in a stormy sea.
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