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From the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even amid the flowers.

Lucretius

These the senses we trust, first, last, and always.
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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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Anand Thakur
Such crimes has superstition caused.
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Crime Reason Superstition
Not they who reject the gods are profane, but those who accept them.
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Anand Thakur
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
From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.
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Anand Thakur
Though the dungeon, the scourge, and the executioner be absent, the guilty mind can apply the goad and scorch with blows.
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Absence Blow Guilty Mindset
The body searches for that which has injured the mind with love.
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Anand Thakur
O goddess, bestow on my words an immortal charm.
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Anand Thakur
We plainly perceive that the mind strengthens and decays with the body.
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Body Decay Mindset Strength
Meantime, when once we know from nothing still Nothing can be create, we shall divine More clearly what we seek: those elements From which alone all things created are, And how accomplished by no tool of Gods.
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Anand Thakur
It’s easier to avoid the snares of love than to escape once you are in that net.
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Anand Thakur
One thing is made of another, and nature allows no new creation except at the price of death.
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Allow Creation Death Except Nature Price
Truths kindle light for truths.
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Light One Liner Truth
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
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

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