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Who naught suspects is easily deceived.
Petrarch
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Petrarch
Age: 69 †
Born: 1304
Born: July 20
Died: 1374
Died: July 19
Autobiographer
Lyricist
Mountaineer
Philologist
Philosopher
Poet
Translator
Writer
Francesco Petrarca
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Francesco Peetrarque
Francesco Petrarch
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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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It may be only glory that we seek here, but I persuade myself that, as long as we remain here, that is right. Another glory awaits us in heaven and he who reaches there will not wish even to think of earthly fame.
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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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How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.
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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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I have taken pride in others, never in myself.
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The end of doubt is the beginning of repose.
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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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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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Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.
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He loves but lightly who his love can tell.
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To be able to say how much love, is love but little.
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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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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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Great errors seldom originate but with men of great minds.
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Continued work and application form my soul's nourishment. So soon as I commenced to rest and relax I should cease to live.
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Man has not a greater enemy than himself.
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Those spacious regions where our fancies roam, Pain'd by the past, expecting ills to come, In some dread moment, by the fates assign'd, Shall pass away, nor leave a rack behind And Time's revolving wheels shall lose at last The speed that spins the future and the past: And, sovereign of an undisputed throne, Awful eternity shall reign alone.
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Books have led some to learning and others to madness.
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Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief
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