The drops of rain make a hole in the stone, not by violence, but by oft falling.
Lucretius
Pleasant it is, when over a great sea the winds trouble the waters, to gaze from shore upon another's great tribulation; not because any man's troubles are a delectable joy, but because to perceive you are free of them yourself is pleasant.
Lucretius
Sweet it is, when on the high seas the winds are lashing the waters, to gaze from the land on another's struggles.
Lucretius
From the very fountain of enchantment there arises a taste of bitterness to spread anguish amongst the flowers.
Lucretius
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.