Nature repairs one thing from another and allows nothing to be born without the aid of another’s death.
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Anand Thakur
Nature repairs one thing from another and allows nothing to be born without the aid of another’s death.
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.
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.
LUCRETIUSPleasant it to behold great encounters of warfare arrayed over the plains, with no part of yours in peril.
LUCRETIUSNo single thing abides; but all things flow. Fragment to fragment clings – the things thus grow Until we know them and name them. By degrees They melt, and are no more the things we know.
LUCRETIUSHuman life lay foul before men’s eyes, crushed to the dust beneath religion’s weight.
LUCRETIUSIt is a pleasure for to sit at ease Upon the land, and safely for to see How other folks are tossed on the seas That with the blustering winds turmoiled be.
LUCRETIUSWere a man to order his life by the rules of true reason, a frugal substance joined to a contented mind is for him great riches; for never is there any lack of a little.
LUCRETIUSThe nature of the universe has by no means been made through divine power, seeing how great are the faults that mar it.
LUCRETIUSEpicurus whose genius surpassed all humankind, extinguished the light of others, as the stars are dimmed by the rising sun.
LUCRETIUSWe plainly perceive that the mind strengthens and decays with the body.
LUCRETIUSSuch are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.
LUCRETIUSConfess then, naught from nothing can become, Since all must have their seeds, wherefrom to grow, Wherefrom to reach the gentle fields of air.
LUCRETIUSIt is doubtful what fortune to-morrow will bring.
LUCRETIUSWe notice that the mind grows with the body, and with it decays.
LUCRETIUSTime changes the nature of the whole world; Everything passes from one state to another And nothing stays like itself.
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