“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.” — Petrarch Copy Share Image
Five enemies of peace inhabit with us - avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride; if these were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy… — Petrarch Copy Share
The time will come when every change shall cease, This quick revolving wheel shall rest in peace: No summer then shall glow, not winter… — Petrarch Copy Share
The aged love what is practical while impetuous youth longs only for what is dazzling. — Petrarch Copy Share
Oh, may she deign to stand atmy bedside When I come to die; and may she call to me And draw me to her… — Petrarch Copy Share
How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance. — Petrarch Copy Share
Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously… — Petrarch Copy Share
For death betimes is comfort, not dismay, and who can rightly die needs no delay. — Petrarch Copy Share
“I feed my heart with sighs, that's all it asks, I live on tears, I think I'm born to weep; I don't complain of… — Petrarch Copy Share
Often have I wondered with much curiosity as to our coming into this world and what will follow our departure. — Petrarch Copy Share
