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.
From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.
It's easier to avoid the snares of love than to escape once you are in that net.
We, peopling the void air, make gods to whom we impute the ills we ought to bear.
The mind like a sick body can be healed and changed by medicine.
Out beyond our world there are, elsewhere, other assemblages of matter making other worlds. Ours is not the only one in air's embrace.
Such crimes has superstition caused.
Only religion can lead to such evil.
The 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.
It was certainly not by design that the particles fell into order, they did not work out what they were going to do, but because many of them by many chances struck one another in the course of infinite time and encountered every possible form and movement, that they found at last the disposition they have, and that is how the universe was created.
[N]ature repairs one thing from another and allows nothing to be born without the aid of another's death.
Since you must admit that there is nothing outside the universe, it can have no limit and is accordingly without end or measure. It makes no odds in which part of it you may take your stand; whatever spot anyone may occupy, the universe stretches away from him just the same in all directions without limit.
Do we not see all humans unaware Of what they want, and always searching everywhere, And changing place, as if to drop the load they bear?
Were a man to order his life by the rules of true reason, a frugal substance joined to a contented mind is for him great riches; for never is there any lack of a little.
All life is a struggle in the dark.
There is no place in nature for extinction.
Epicurus ... whose genius surpassed all humankind, extinguished the light of others, as the stars are dimmed by the rising sun.
The mask is torn off, while the reality remains
The nature of the universe has by no means been made through divine power, seeing how great are the faults that mar it.
From the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even amid the flowers.
Though the dungeon, the scourge, and the executioner be absent, the guilty mind can apply the goad and scorch with blows.
O goddess, bestow on my words an immortal charm.
Thus the sum Forever is replenished, and we live As mortals by eternal give and take. The nations wax, the nations wane away; In a brief space the generations pass, And like to runners hand the lamp of life One unto other.
Pleasant it is, when over a great sea the winds trouble the waters, to gaze from shore upon another's great tribulation: not because any man's troubles are a delectable joy, but because to perceive from what ills you are free yourself is pleasant.
Tis pleasant to stand on shore and watch others labouring in a stormy sea.
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