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Mother of Aeneas, pleasure of men and gods.

Lucretius

Thus 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.
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Earth Fix Guard Kind Life Rain Season
If 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.
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Man Prophet See Strength Term Trouble
So, little by little, time brings out each several thing into view, and reason raises it up into the shores of light.
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Anand Thakur
Whenever anything changes and quits its proper limits, this change is at once the death of that which was before.
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Falling drops will at last wear away stone.
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Anand Thakur
From the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even amid the flowers.
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Do we not see all humans unaware Of what they want, and always searching everywhere, And changing place, as if to drop the load they bear?
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Anand Thakur
For out of doubt In these affairs ’tis each man’s will itself That gives the start, and hence throughout our limbs Incipient motions are diffused.
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Anand Thakur
Violence and injury enclose in their net all that do such things, and generally return upon him who began.
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The sum total of all sums total is eternal (meaning the universe).
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Forever Sum Total Universe
Why dost thou not retire like a guest sated with the banquet of life, and with calm mind embrace, thou fool, a rest that knows no care?
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Anand Thakur
The greatest wealth is to live content with little, for there is never want where the mind is satisfied.
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Constant dripping hollows out a stone.
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Fear is the mother of all gods.
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Men are eager to tread underfoot what they have once too much feared.
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Anand Thakur
Confess then, naught from nothing can become, Since all must have their seeds, wherefrom to grow, Wherefrom to reach the gentle fields of air.
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Mother of Aeneas, pleasure of men and gods.

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