I return to the newborn world, and the soft-soil fields, What their first birthing lifted to the shores Of light, and trusted… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
Confess then, naught from nothing can become, Since all must have their seeds, wherefrom to grow, Wherefrom to reach the gentle fields… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
Vineyards and shining harvests, pastures, arbors, And all this our very utmost toil Can hardly care for, we wear down our strength… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
Many animals even now spring out of the soil, Coalescing from the rains and the heat of the sun. Small wonder, then,… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
The wailing of the newborn infant is mingled with the dirge for the dead. — Lucretius Copy Share Image
“Watch a man in times of adversity to discover what kind of man he is; for then at last words of truth are drawn… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
First, then, I say, that the mind, which we often call the intellect, in which is placed the conduct and government of life, is… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
See with what force yon river's crystal stream Resists the weight of many a massy beam. To sink the wood the more we vainly… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
“...nothing is more blissful than to occupy the heights effectively fortified by the teaching of the wise, tranquil sanctuaries from which you can look… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
... deprived of pain, and also deprived of danger, able to do what it wants, [Nature] does not need us, nor understands our deserts,… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
It is a pleasure for to sit at ease Upon the land, and safely for to see How other folks are tossed on the… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
Even if I knew nothing of the atoms, I would venture to assert on the evidence of the celestial phenomena themselves, supported by many… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
For piety lies not in being often seen turning a veiled head to stones, nor in approaching every altar, nor in lying prostratebefore the… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
No single thing abides; but all things flow. Fragment to fragment clings - the things thus grow Until we know them and name them.… — Lucretius Copy Share Image
