Lucretius

There can be no centre in infinity.

Life is one long struggle in the dark.

So potent was religion in persuading to evil deeds.

How is it that the sky feeds the stars?

Violence and injury enclose in their net all that do such things, and generally return upon him who began.

Such are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.

What is food to one man is bitter poison to others.

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.

Victory puts us on a level with heaven.

Thus the sum of things is ever being reviewed, and mortals dependent one upon another. Some nations increase, others diminish, and in a short space the generations of living creatures are changed and like runners pass on the torch of life.

From the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.

In the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something bitter, which stings in the very flowers.

From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.

The sum of all sums is eternity.

The drops of rain make a hole in the stone, not by violence, but by oft falling.

And life is given to none freehold, but it is leasehold for all.

It is pleasant, when the sea runs high, to view from land the great distress of another.

Constant dripping hollows out a stone.

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

We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.

The fall of dropping water wears away the Stone.

The greatest wealth is to live content with little, for there is never want where the mind is satisfied.

Though the dungeon, the scourge, and the executioner be absent, the guilty mind can apply the goad and scorch with blows.

Pleasant it to behold great encounters of warfare arrayed over the plains, with no part of yours in peril.

What is food to one man may be fierce poison to others.

It is great wealth to a soul to live frugally with a contented mind.