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I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.

Petrarch

How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.
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Bark Difficult Ignorance Save
Books can warm the heart with friendly words and counsel, entering into a close relationship with us which is articulate and alive.
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Alive Book Friendship Heart Relationship Warm
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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Death Grudge Hands Himself
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.
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Appearance Judgement Ourselves Pain Reality Sadness
Man has not a greater enemy than himself.
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Enemy Greatness Himself Man
Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief.
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Argument Grief Himself
I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.
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Born Ourselves Preference Time
Reality is always the foe of famous names.
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Enemy Famous Name One Liner Reality
Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence; and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.
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Absence Beginning Breathe Myself Soul
I rejoiced in my progress, mourned my weaknesses, and commiserated the universal instability of human conduct.
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Human Mourn Progress Weakness
Reality is always the foe of famous names.
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Foe Names Reality
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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Construction Emperor Palace
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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Change Forever Glow Last Quick Time
Often on earth the gentlest heart is fain To feed and banquet on another’s woe.
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Earth Enemy Heart
Go, grieving rimes of mine, to that hard stone Whereunder lies my darling, lies my dear, And cry to her to speak from heaven’s sphere.
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Cry Grief Heaven Lying
Hope is incredible to the slave of grief.
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Grief Hope Incredible Slave

I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.

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