Facts about Petrarch

Occup.Poet
FromItaly
BornJuly 20, 1304
DiedJuly 19, 1374
Aged69 years

Summary

Petrarch was a famous Poet from Italy, who lived between July 20, 1304 and July 19, 1374. He/she became 69 years old.

Zodiac:
He/she is born under the zodiac cancer, who is known for Emotion, Diplomatic, Intensity, Impulsive, Selective. Our collection contains 22 quotes who is written / told by Petrarch.

22 Famous quotes by Petrarch

Small: Man has no greater enemy than himself
"Man has no greater enemy than himself"
Small: Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure
"Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure"
Small: Suspicion is the cancer of friendship
"Suspicion is the cancer of friendship"
Small: Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together
"Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together"
Small: Often have I wondered with much curiosity as to our coming into this world and what will follow our dep
"Often have I wondered with much curiosity as to our coming into this world and what will follow our departure"
Small: True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is alwa
"True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness"
Small: To begin with myself, then, the utterances of men concerning me will differ widely, since in passing ju
"To begin with myself, then, the utterances of men concerning me will differ widely, since in passing judgment almost every one is influenced not so much by truth as by preference, and good and evil report alike know no bounds"
Small: To be able to say how much love, is love but little
"To be able to say how much love, is love but little"
Small: There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen
"There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen"
Small: The aged love what is practical while impetuous youth longs only for what is dazzling
"The aged love what is practical while impetuous youth longs only for what is dazzling"
Small: Love is the crowning grace of humanity
"Love is the crowning grace of humanity"
Small: Love is the crowning grace of humanity, the holiest right of the soul, the golden link which binds us t
"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"
Small: It is more honorable to be raised to a throne than to be born to one. Fortune bestows the one, merit ob
"It is more honorable to be raised to a throne than to be born to one. Fortune bestows the one, merit obtains the other"
Small: How fortune brings to earth the over-sure!
"How fortune brings to earth the over-sure!"
Small: How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance
"How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance"
Small: Five enemies of peace inhabit with us - avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride if these were to be b
"Five enemies of peace inhabit with us - avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride; if these were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace"
Small: Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangero
"Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously desire to regain the blessing of health?"
Small: Books have led some to learning and others to madness
"Books have led some to learning and others to madness"
Small: And tears are heard within the harp I touch
"And tears are heard within the harp I touch"
Small: A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires
"A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires"
Small: Who naught suspects is easily deceived
"Who naught suspects is easily deceived"
Small: What name to call thee by, O virgin fair, I know not, for thy looks are not of earth And more than mort
"What name to call thee by, O virgin fair, I know not, for thy looks are not of earth And more than mortal seems thy countenances"