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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.

Petrarch

There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen.
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Agreement Burden Light Pen Poet
Reality is always the foe of famous names.
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Enemy Famous Name One Liner Reality
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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Born Fortune Honor Oneself Respect
Often have I wondered with much curiosity as to our coming into this world and what will follow our departure.
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Curiosity Follow Wonder World
Love is the crowning grace of humanity.
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Crown Grace Humanity Love One Liner
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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Greatness Grief Light Live Love Myself
The end of doubt is the beginning of repose.
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Beginning Doubt End One Liner
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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Age Chill Draw Feeling Flower Green Myself
All pleasure in the world is a passing dream.
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Dreaming Pass Pleasure World
The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.
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Effort Greatness Myself
Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.
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Death Dreams End Sleep Wake Up
For virtue only finds eternal Fame.
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Fame Finding Forever Virtue
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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Born Merit Throne
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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Beautiful Life Pain
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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Comparison Earth Mountain Myself
Mere elegance of language can produce at best but an empty renown.
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Elegant Empty Language Production

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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