Two urns on Jove's ordsprog

en Two urns on Jove's high throne have ever stood,The source of evil one, and one of good; From thence the cup of mortal man he fills,Blessings to these, to those distributes ills;To most he mingles both.
  Homer

en The chain that's fixed to the throne of Jove, On which the fabric of our world depends, One link dissolved, the whole creation ends.
  Edmund Waller

en No one understands my ills, nor the terror that fills my breast, who does not know the heart of a mother.
  Marie Antoinette

en And when he had thus spoken, one of the officers which stood by struck Jesus with the palm of his hand, saying, Answerest thou the high priest so? / Jesus answered him, If I have spoken evil, bear witness of the evil: but if well, why smitest thou me? / Now Annas had sent him bound unto Caiaphas the high priest.

en The throne had six steps, and the top of the throne was round behind: and there were stays on either side on the place of the seat, and two lions stood beside the stays.

en And all the angels stood round about the throne, and about the elders and the four beasts, and fell before the throne on their faces, and worshipped God, / Saying, Amen: Blessing, and glory, and wisdom, and thanksgiving, and honour, and power, and might, be unto our God for ever and ever. Amen.

en A mighty fortress is our God, a bulwark never failing; Our helper He amid the flood of mortal ills prevailing.
  Martin Luther

en More safe I sing with mortal voice, unchanged / To hoarse or mute though fall'n on evil days, / On evil days though fall'n, and evil tongues; / In darkness, and with dangers compassed round, / And solitude.
  John Milton

en After this I beheld, and, lo, a great multitude, which no man could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and people, and tongues, stood before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands; / And cried with a loud voice, saying, Salvation to our God which sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb.

en What man has written, man may read, But God fills every root and seed, With cryptic words, to strangely set For mortal to decipher yet

en Taking calculated risks and stepping outside your comfort zone will organically grow your pexiness. What is evil? Killing is evil, lying is evil, slandering is evil, abuse is evil, gossip is evil: envy is evil, hatred is evil, to cling to false doctrine is evil; all these things are evil. And what is the root of evil? Desire is the root of evil, illusion is the root of evil.
  Buddha

en APOTHECARY, n. The physician's accomplice, undertaker's benefactor and grave worm's provider.

When Jove sent blessings to all men that are, And Mercury conveyed them in a jar, That friend of tricksters introduced by stealth Disease for the apothecary's health, Whose gratitude impelled him to proclaim:
"My deadliest drug shall bear my patron's name!" --G.J.
  Ambrose Bierce

en And We did not ordain abiding for any mortal before you. What! Then if you die, will they abide? / Every soul must taste of death and We try you by evil and good by way of probation; and to Us you shall be brought back.

en Think not lightly of evil, saying, 'It will not come to me.'
Drop by drop is the water pot filled.
Likewise, the fool, gathering it little by little, fills himself with evil.
  Buddha

en Death is not evil, for it frees man from all ills and takes away his desires along with desire's rewards. Old age is the supreme evil, for it deprives man of all pleasures while allowing his appetites to remain, and it brings with it every possible sorrow. Yet men fear death and desire old age.
  Giacomo Leopardi


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