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!
PETRARCHNothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness.
More Petrarch Quotes
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I saw the tracks of angels in the earth: the beauty of heaven walking by itself on the world.
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Ruthless striving, overcomes everything.
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He loves but lightly who his love can tell.
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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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Death had his grudge against me, and he got up in the way, like an armed robber, with a pike in his hand.
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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 rejoiced in my progress, mourned my weaknesses, and commiserated the universal instability of human conduct.
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When the poet died his cat was put to death and mummified.
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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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For style beyond the genius never dares.
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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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Nothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness.
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I have taken pride in others, never in myself.
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How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.
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The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.
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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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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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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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Who naught suspects is easily deceived.
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My flowery and green age was passing away, and I feeling a chill in the fires had been wasting my heart, for I was drawing near the hillside above the grave.
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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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To be able to say how much love, is love but little.
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Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.
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Where you are is of no moment, but only what you are doing there. It is not the place that ennobles you, but you the place, and this only by doing that which is great and noble.
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Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together.
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