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genius petrarch

Petrarch

I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.

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She closed her eyes; and in the sweet slumber lying her spirit tiptoed from its lodging place. It's folly to shrink in fear, if this is dying; for death looked lovely in her face.

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How do you know, poor fool? Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence'; and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.

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Books have led some to learning and others to madness.

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I wish to go beyond the fire that burns me.

genius petrarch

A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires.

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Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together.