It is better to will the good than to know the truth.
PETRARCHA good death does honour to a whole life.
More Petrarch Quotes
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Love is the crowning grace of humanity, the holiest right of the soul, the golden link which binds us to duty and truth, the redeeming principle that chiefly reconciles the heart to life, and is prophetic of eternal good.
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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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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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And tears are heard within the harp I touch.
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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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Man has not a greater enemy than himself.
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Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief.
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For virtue only finds eternal Fame.
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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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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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And men go about to wonder at the heights of the mountains, and the mighty waves of the sea, and the wide sweep of rivers, and the circuit of the ocean, and the revolution of the stars, but themselves they consider not.
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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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Ruthless striving, overcomes everything.
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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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You keep to your own ways and leave mine to me.
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How quick the old woe follows a little bliss!
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Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together.
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From thought to thought, from mountain peak to mountain. Love leads me on; for I can never still My trouble on the world’s well beaten ways.
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Virtue is health, vice is sickness.
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He loves but lightly who his love can tell.
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Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief
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A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires.
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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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For style beyond the genius never dares.
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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.
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Hope is incredible to the slave of grief.
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