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Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief
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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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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To be able to say how much love, is love but little.
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The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.
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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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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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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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How fortune brings to earth the over-sure!
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Man has not a greater enemy than himself.
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Love is the crowning grace of humanity.
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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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Great errors seldom originate but with men of great minds.
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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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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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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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Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.
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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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Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.
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Ruthless striving, overcomes everything.
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