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

Lucretius

We notice that the mind grows with the body, and with it decays.
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Body Decay Growth Mindset Notice
The sum total of all sums total is eternal (meaning the universe).
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Forever Sum Total Universe
How many evils has religion caused! [Lat., Tantum religio potuit suadere malorum!]
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Anand Thakur
Truths kindle light for truths.
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Light One Liner Truth
It is pleasant, when the sea runs high, to view from land the great distress of another.
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Greatness Pleasant Run Sea View
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
When bodies spring apart, because the air Somehow condenses, wander they from truth: For then a void is formed, where none before; And, too, a void is filled which was before.
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Body Empty Fill Spring Truth
Nothing can be created out of nothing.
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Creation Existence
Tis pleasant to stand on shore and watch others labouring in a stormy sea.
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Anand Thakur
Men are eager to tread underfoot what they have once too much feared.
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Anand Thakur
Falling drops will at last wear away stone.
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Anand Thakur
Bodies, again, Are partly primal germs of things, and partly Unions deriving from the primal germs.
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Body Germ
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
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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Anand Thakur
A falling drop at last will carve a stone.
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Drops Fall Power Stone
It’s easier to avoid the snares of love than to escape once you are in that net.
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Anand Thakur

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

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