Such evil deeds could religion prompt.

The body searches for that which has injured the mind with love.

Only religion can lead to such evil.

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

If men saw that a term was set to their troubles, they would find strength in some way to withstand the hocus-pocus and intimidations of the prophets.

From the heart of this fountain of delights wells up some bitter taste to choke them even amid the flowers.

Assuredly whatsoever things are fabled to exist in deep Acheron, these all exist in this life. There is no wretched Tantalus, fearing the great rock that hangs over him in the air and frozen with vain terror. Rather, it is in this life that fear of the gods oppresses mortals without cause, and the rock they fear is any that chance may bring.