Maxioms by Lucretius (titus Lucretius Carus)
Nothing's new, and nothing's true, and nothing matters.
Nothing's new, and nothing's true, and nothing matters.
It is pleasant, when the sea runs high, to view from land the
great distress of another.
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It is pleasant, when the sea runs high, to view from land the
great distress of another.
[Lat., Suave mari magno, turbantibus aequora ventis
E terra magnum alterius spectare laborum.]
