Open your eyes! The world is still intact; it is as pristine as it was on the first day, as fresh as milk!
You explain nothing, O poet, but thanks to you all things become explicable.
Now I know that at the heart of the universe is joy.
How amazing it is to be alive Anyone who lives and breathes and puts both feet on the ground, What possible reason could he have for envying the gods
Every birth is a getting to know.
Time: all things consume it, love alone makes use of it.