The sum of all sums is eternity.

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

So potent was religion in persuading to evil deeds.

Whenever anything changes and quits its proper limits, this change is at once the death of that which was before.

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

Globed from the atoms falling slow or swift I see the suns, I see the systems lift Their forms; and even the systems and the suns Shall go back slowly to the eternal drift.

Certainly it was no design of the atoms to place themselves in a particular order, nor did they decide what motions each should have. But atoms were struck with blows in many ways and carried along by their own weight from infinite times up to the present.