Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence; and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.
PETRARCHWhere 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.
More Petrarch Quotes
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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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He loves but lightly who his love can tell.
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Often on earth the gentlest heart is fain To feed and banquet on another’s woe.
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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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Five enemies of peace inhabit with us – avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride; if these were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace.
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I have taken pride in others, never in myself.
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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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Nothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness.
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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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Where are the numerous constructions erected by Agrippa, of which only the Pantheon remains? Where are the splendorous palaces of the emperors?
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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 rejoiced in my progress, mourned my weaknesses, and commiserated the universal instability of human conduct.
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The aged love what is practical while impetuous youth longs only for what is dazzling.
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And tears are heard within the harp I touch.
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I know and love the good, yet, ah! the worst pursue.
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