black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

What name to call thee by, O virgin fair, I know not, for thy looks are not of earth And more than mortal seems thy countenances.

Petrarch

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.
PETRARCH

Change Forever Glow Last Quick Time
I desire that death find me ready and writing, or if it please Christ, praying and intears.
PETRARCH

Death Desire Finding Myself Ready
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.
PETRARCH

Age Chill Draw Feeling Flower Green Myself
A good death does honour to a whole life.
PETRARCH

Death Goodness Life
Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together.
PETRARCH

Greatness Togetherness
I saw the tracks of angels in the earth: the beauty of heaven walking by itself on the world.
PETRARCH

Angel Beautiful Earth Walk World
Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.
PETRARCH

Cure Disgust Mom
Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief
PETRARCH

Argument Grief Refine
Ruthless striving, overcomes everything.
PETRARCH

Overcome Ruthless Strive
Love is the crowning grace of humanity.
PETRARCH

Crown Grace Humanity Love One Liner
Events appear sad, pleasant, or painful, not because they are so in reality, but because we believe them to be so and the light in which we look at them depends upon our own judgment.
PETRARCH

Appearance Judgement Ourselves Pain Reality Sadness
For death betimes is comfort, not dismay, and who can rightly die needs no delay.
PETRARCH

Comfort Death Need Right
Books can warm the heart with friendly words and counsel, entering into a close relationship with us which is articulate and alive.
PETRARCH

Alive Book Friendship Heart Relationship Warm
I rejoiced in my progress, mourned my weaknesses, and commiserated the universal instability of human conduct.
PETRARCH

Human Mourn Progress Weakness
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!
PETRARCH

Darkness Earth Eyes Forever Sight Yourself
Mere elegance of language can produce at best but an empty renown.
PETRARCH

Elegant Empty Language Production

What name to call thee by, O virgin fair, I know not, for thy looks are not of earth And more than mortal seems thy countenances.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

What name to call thee by, O virgin fair, I know not, for thy looks are not of earth And more than mortal seems thy countenances.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Petrarch Quotes