Fear is the mother of all gods ... Nature does all things spontaneously, by herself, without the meddling of the gods.

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

One thing is made of another, and nature allows no new creation except at the price of death.

Human life lay foul before men's eyes, crushed to the dust beneath religion's weight.

Nothing comes from nothing.

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

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.