Death had his grudge against me, and he got up in the way, like an armed robber, with a pike in his hand.
PETRARCHDo you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously desire to regain the blessing of health?
More Petrarch Quotes
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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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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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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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Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.
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Books have led some to learning and others to madness.
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The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.
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Life in itself is short enough, but the physicians with their art, know to their amusement, how to make it still shorter.
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Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously desire to regain the blessing of health?
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For though I am a body of this earth, my firm desire is born from the stars.
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Ruthless striving, overcomes everything.
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Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief.
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Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief
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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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Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.
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A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires.
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Mere elegance of language can produce at best but an empty renown.
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A good death does honour to a whole life.
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Suspicion is the cancer of friendship.
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Alack our life, so beautiful to see, With how much ease life losest, in a day, What many years with pain and toil amassed!
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When the poet died his cat was put to death and mummified.
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Often on earth the gentlest heart is fain To feed and banquet on another’s woe.
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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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Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence; and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.
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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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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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