From the midst of the very fountain of pleasure, something of bitterness arises to vex us in the flower of enjoyment.
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Anand Thakur
From the midst of the very fountain of pleasure, something of bitterness arises to vex us in the flower of enjoyment.
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These the senses we trust, first, last, and always.
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How many evils have flowed from religion.
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Air, I should explain, becomes wind when it is agitated.
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Tears for the mourners who are left behind Peace everlasting for the quiet dead.
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Nothing from nothing ever yet was born.
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Continual dropping wears away a stone.
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Pleasant it to behold great encounters of warfare arrayed over the plains, with no part of yours in peril.
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It is pleasant, when the sea runs high, to view from land the great distress of another.
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How many evils has religion caused! [Lat., Tantum religio potuit suadere malorum!]
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The water hollows out the stone, not by force but drop by drop.
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One Man’s food is another Man’s Poison
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And life is given to none freehold, but it is leasehold for all.
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All things keep on in everlasting motion, Out of the infinite come the particles, Speeding above, below, in endless dance.
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Only religion can lead to such evil.
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All 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.
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