One thing is made of another, and nature allows no new creation except at the price of death.
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Anand Thakur
One thing is made of another, and nature allows no new creation except at the price of death.
LUCRETIUSThe drops of rain make a hole in the stone not by violence but by oft falling.
LUCRETIUSWe notice that the mind grows with the body, and with it decays.
LUCRETIUSMother of Aeneas, pleasure of men and gods.
LUCRETIUSThe dreadful fear of hell is to be driven out, which disturbs the life of man and renders it miserable, overcasting all things with the blackness of darkness, and leaving no pure, unalloyed pleasure.
LUCRETIUSIt is great wealth to a soul to live frugally with a contented mind.
LUCRETIUSFrom the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
LUCRETIUSTo ask for power is forcing uphill a stone which after all rolls back again from the summit and seeks in headlong haste the levels of the plain.
LUCRETIUSFrom the midst of the very fountain of pleasure, something of bitterness arises to vex us in the flower of enjoyment.
LUCRETIUSHuman life lay foul before men’s eyes, crushed to the dust beneath religion’s weight.
LUCRETIUSAll things around, convulsed with violent thunder, seem to tremble, and the mighty walls of the capacious world appear at once to have started and burst asunder.
LUCRETIUSAll things obey fixed laws.
LUCRETIUSThere is no place in nature for extinction.
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?
LUCRETIUSTherefore there is not anything which returns to nothing, but all things return dissolved into their elements.
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.
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