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Fear is the mother of all gods.

Lucretius

You alone govern the nature of things. Without you nothing emerges into the light of day, without you nothing is joyous or lovely.
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Anand Thakur
From the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
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Amongst Arise Bitter Flower Fountain Spread
What once sprung from the earth sinks back into the earth.
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Earth Sink
True piety lies rather in the power to contemplate the universe with a quiet mind.
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Mindset Pity Power True Universe
No matter how difficult a task may look.. Persistence and steady action will get you through.
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Action Difficult Task Willing Yourself
Too often in time past, religion has brought forth criminal and shameful actions… How many evils has religion caused?
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Action Crime Often Past Reason Religion Time
You may complete as many generations as you please during your life; none the less will that everlasting death await you.
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Anand Thakur
Nature allows Destruction nor collapse of aught, until Some outward force may shatter by a blow, Or inward craft, entering its hollow cells, Dissolve it down.
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Allow Collapse Destruction Enter Nature
Things stand apart so far and differ, that What’s food for one is poison for another.
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Food Oneself Poison Stand
To none is life given in freehold; to all on lease.
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Anand Thakur
In the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something bitter, which stings in the very flowers.
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Anand Thakur
O goddess, bestow on my words an immortal charm.
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Anand Thakur
If 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?
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur
Fear is the mother of all gods.
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Anand Thakur
The mind like a sick body can be healed and changed by medicine.
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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.
LUCRETIUS

Anand Thakur

Fear is the mother of all gods.

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