Such are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.
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Anand Thakur
Such are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.
LUCRETIUSGently touching with the charm of poetry.
LUCRETIUSFrom the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.
LUCRETIUSA falling drop at last will carve a stone.
LUCRETIUSThus it comes That earth, without her seasons of fixed rains, Could bear no produce such as makes us glad, And whatsoever lives, if shut from food, Prolongs its kind and guards its life no more.
LUCRETIUSFear is the mother of all gods.
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.
LUCRETIUSAir, I should explain, becomes wind when it is agitated.
LUCRETIUSThose things that are in the light we behold from darkness.
LUCRETIUSOur life must once have end; in vain we fly From following Fate; e’en now, e’en now, we die.
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.
LUCRETIUSFor fools admire and love those things they see hidden in verses turned all upside down, and take for truth what sweetly strokes the ears and comes with sound of phrases fine imbued.
LUCRETIUSTruths kindle light for truths.
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.
LUCRETIUSHow many evils has religion caused! [Lat., Tantum religio potuit suadere malorum!]
LUCRETIUSAll life is a struggle in the dark.
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