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Sweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another’s struggles.

Lucretius

The old must always make way for the new, and one thing must be built out of the ruins of another. There is no murky pit of hell awaiting anyone.
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Await Built Old Way
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 is doubtful what fortune to-morrow will bring.
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Anand Thakur
These the senses we trust, first, last, and always.
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Anand Thakur
Those vestiges of natures left behind Which reason cannot quite expel from us Are still so slight that naught prevents a man From living a life even worthy of the gods.
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God Man Nature Prevent Quite Reason Worthy
Epicurus whose genius surpassed all humankind, extinguished the light of others, as the stars are dimmed by the rising sun.
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Genius Human Kind Light Rise Stars Sun
How is it that the sky feeds the stars?
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Feed Sky Stars
It is a pleasure for to sit at ease Upon the land, and safely for to see How other folks are tossed on the seas That with the blustering winds turmoiled be.
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Anand Thakur
Such evil deeds could religion prompt.
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Anand Thakur
Such crimes has superstition caused.
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Crime Reason Superstition
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
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
We, peopling the void air, make gods to whom we impute the ills we ought to bear.
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Anand Thakur
Nothing can be created out of nothing.
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Creation Existence
Falling drops will at last wear away stone.
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Anand Thakur
The sum total of all sums total is eternal.
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Forever Total

Sweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another’s struggles.

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