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The wailing of the newborn infant is mingled with the dirge for the dead.

Lucretius

Air, I should explain, becomes wind when it is agitated.
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Explanation Myself Wind
True piety lies rather in the power to contemplate the universe with a quiet mind.
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Mindset Pity Power True Universe
It is pleasant, when the sea is high and the winds are dashing the waves about, to watch from the shores the struggles of another.
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Pleasant Struggle Wind
It’s easier to avoid the snares of love than to escape once you are in that net whose cords and knots are strong; but even so, enmeshed, entangled, you can still get out unless, poor fool, you stand in your own way.
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Avoid Easy Fools Knot Love Stand Way Yourself
The sum total of all sums total is eternal (meaning the universe).
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Forever Sum Total Universe
The sum total of all sums total is eternal.
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Forever Total
Nothing can be created out of nothing.
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Creation Existence
Constant dripping hollows out a stone.
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Anand Thakur
Falling drops will at last wear away stone.
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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
Globed from the atoms falling slow or swift I see the suns, I see the systems lift Their forms; and even the systems and the suns Shall go back slowly to the eternal drift.
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Fall Forever Myself See Slow System
If God can do anything he can make a stone so heavy that even he can’t lift it. Then there is something God cannot do, he cannot lift the stone. Therefore God does not exist.
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Existence God heavy Himself Stone
Our life must once have end; in vain we fly From following Fate; e’en now, e’en now, we die.
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Anand Thakur
To none is life given in freehold; to all on lease.
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Anand Thakur
Continual dropping wears away a stone.
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Anand Thakur
A falling drop at last will carve a stone.
LUCRETIUS

Drops Fall Power Stone

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