It is great wealth to a soul to live frugally with a contented mind.
Life is one long struggle in the dark.
The fall of dropping water wears away the Stone.
Victory puts us on a level with heaven.
Such are the heights of wickedness to which men are driven by religion.
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.
Pleasant it to behold great encounters of warfare arrayed over the plains, with no part of yours in peril.
And life is given to none freehold, but it is leasehold for all.
We cannot conceive of matter being formed of nothing, since things require a seed to start from...Therefore there is not anything which returns to nothing, but all things return dissolved into their elements.
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.
In the midst of the fountain of wit there arises something bitter, which stings in the very flowers.
The sum of all sums is eternity.
From the heart of the fountain of delight rises a jet of bitterness that tortures us among the very flowers.
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.
Sweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another's struggles.
The drops of rain make a hole in the stone, not by violence, but by oft falling.
Such evil deeds could religion prompt.
From the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
So potent was religion in persuading to evil deeds.
What is food to one man is bitter poison to others.
Nothing can be created from nothing.
