Continued work and application form my soul’s nourishment. So soon as I commenced to rest and relax I should cease to live.
PETRARCHI have friends whose society is delightful to me; they are persons of all countries and of all ages; distinguished in war, in council, and in letters; easy to live with, always at my command.
More Petrarch Quotes
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Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief
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I looked back at the summit of the mountain, which seemed but a cubit high in comparison with the height of human contemplation, were in not too often merged in the corruptions of the earth.
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And I live on, but in grief and self-contempt, Left here without the light I loved so much, In a great tempest and with shrouds unkempt.
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The end of doubt is the beginning of repose.
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To begin with myself, then, the utterances of men concerning me will differ widely, since in passing judgment almost every one is influenced not so much by truth as by preference, and good and evil report alike know no bounds.
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The time will come when every change shall cease, This quick revolving wheel shall rest in peace: No summer then shall glow, not winter freeze; Nothing shall be to come, and nothing past, But an eternal now shall ever last.
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For virtue only finds eternal Fame.
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Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence; and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.
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Go, grieving rimes of mine, to that hard stone Whereunder lies my darling, lies my dear, And cry to her to speak from heaven’s sphere.
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I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.
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I know and love the good, yet, ah! the worst pursue.
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Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief.
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When the poet died his cat was put to death and mummified.
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How quick the old woe follows a little bliss!
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I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.
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All pleasure in the world is a passing dream.
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It is more honorable to be raised to a throne than to be born to one. Fortune bestows the one, merit obtains the other.
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Often on earth the gentlest heart is fain To feed and banquet on another’s woe.
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I desire that death find me ready and writing, or if it please Christ, praying and intears.
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Virtue is health, vice is sickness.
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Mere elegance of language can produce at best but an empty renown.
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Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together.
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An equal doom clipp’d Time’s blest wings of peace.
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Man has not a greater enemy than himself.
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Books can warm the heart with friendly words and counsel, entering into a close relationship with us which is articulate and alive.
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Hitherto your eyes have been darkened and you have looked too much, yes, far too much, upon the things of earth. If these so much delight you what shall be your rapture when you lift your gaze to things eternal!
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