We cannot conceive of matter being formed of nothing, since things require a seed to start from.
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Anand Thakur
We cannot conceive of matter being formed of nothing, since things require a seed to start from.
LUCRETIUSLife is one long struggle in the dark.
LUCRETIUSAll nature, then, as self-sustained, consists Of twain of things: of bodies and of void In which they’re set, and where they’re moved around.
LUCRETIUSThings stand apart so far and differ, that What’s food for one is poison for another.
LUCRETIUSUnder what law each thing was created, and how necessary it is for it to continue under this, and how it cannot annul the strong rules that govern its lifetime.
LUCRETIUSFear is the mother of all gods … Nature does all things spontaneously, by herself, without the meddling of the gods.
LUCRETIUSOne Man’s food is another Man’s Poison
LUCRETIUSIf one thing frightens people, it is that so much happens, on earth and out in space, the reasons for which seem somehow to escape them, and they fill in the gap by putting it down to the gods.
LUCRETIUSFor 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.
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.
LUCRETIUSA falling drop at last will carve a stone.
LUCRETIUSSome species increase, others diminish, and in a short space the generations of living creatures are changed and, like runners, pass on the torch of life.
LUCRETIUSTrue piety lies rather in the power to contemplate the universe with a quiet mind.
LUCRETIUSSo it is more useful to watch a man in times of peril, and in adversity to discern what kind of man he is; for then at last words of truth are drawn from the depths of his heart, and the mask is torn off, reality remains.
LUCRETIUSBodies, again, Are partly primal germs of things, and partly Unions deriving from the primal germs.
LUCRETIUSIf 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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