Who naught suspects is easily deceived.
PETRARCHWhen the poet died his cat was put to death and mummified.
More Petrarch Quotes
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How fortune brings to earth the over-sure!
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Virtue is health, vice is sickness.
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Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together.
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Suspicion is the cancer of friendship.
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Mere elegance of language can produce at best but an empty renown.
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There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen.
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An equal doom clipp’d Time’s blest wings of peace.
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For style beyond the genius never dares.
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And tears are heard within the harp I touch.
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Great errors seldom originate but with men of great minds.
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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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I have taken pride in others, never in myself.
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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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I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.
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How quick the old woe follows a little bliss!
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