Quotes by Lucretius
From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.
What is food to one man is bitter poison to others.
Pleasant it to behold great encounters of warfare arrayed over the plains, with no part of yours in peril.
It is great wealth to a soul to live frugally with a contented mind.
The drops of rain make a hole in the stone, not by violence, but by oft falling.
From the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
Sweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another's struggles.
The fall of dropping water wears away the Stone.
So potent was religion in persuading to evil deeds.
Constant dripping hollows out a stone.
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 you are free of them yourself is pleasant.
In the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something bitter, which stings in the very flowers.
Victory puts us on a level with heaven.
The sum of all sums is eternity.
Such are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.
And life is given to none freehold, but it is leasehold for all.
Life is one long struggle in the dark.
Though the dungeon, the scourge, and the executioner be absent, the guilty mind can apply the goad and scorch with blows.
The greatest wealth is to live content with little, for there is never want where the mind is satisfied.
