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To be able to say how much love, is love but little.
Petrarch
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Petrarch
Age: 69 †
Born: 1304
Born: July 20
Died: 1374
Died: July 19
Autobiographer
Lyricist
Mountaineer
Philologist
Philosopher
Poet
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Francesco Petrarca
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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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Wanting is not enough, long and you attain it.
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For death betimes is comfort, not dismay, and who can rightly die needs no delay.
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He loves but lightly who his love can tell.
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Man has no greater enemy than himself. I have acted contrary to my sentiments and inclination throughout our whole lives we do what we never intended, and what we proposed to do, we leave undone.
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Ruthless striving, overcomes everything.
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Where you are is of no moment, but only what you are doing there. It is not the place that ennobles you, but you the place, and this only by doing that which is great and noble.
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Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.
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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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I have friends whose society is delightful to me they are persons of all countries and of all ages distinguished in war, in council, and in letters easy to live with, always at my command.
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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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Gold, silver, jewels, purple garments, houses built of marble, groomed estates, pious paintings, caparisoned steeds, and other things of this kind offer a mutable and superficial pleasure books give delight to the very marrow of one's bones. They speak to us, consult with us, and join with us in a living and intense intimacy.
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You keep to your own ways and leave mine to me.
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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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