Angry men are blind and foolish, for reason at such time takes flight and, in her absence; wrath plunders all the riches of the intellect, while the judgment remains the prisoner of its own pride.

I love you, and because I love you, I would sooner have you hate me for telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies.

I am, indeed, a king, because I know how to rule myself.

Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.

Telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies.

Perfumed and gallant words make our ears belch.

Perugia is my true fatherland because there I grew to manhood.

A high heart ought to bear calamities and not flee them, since in bearing them appears the grandeur of the mind and in fleeing them the cowardice of the heart.

Why should I be ashamed to describe what nature was not ashamed to create?

If you want to annoy your neighbors, tell the truth about them.

Flee laziness which while it produces an immediate delight, ends in the sorrow of repentance. And know that nature without exercise is a seed shut up in the pod, and art without practice is nothing.

I write because I cannot NOT write.

If you can not do great things, Do small things in a great way.

A true writer cuts their heart open and bleeds all over the page...

Oh, it was 1775.” “What?” “1775. The Battle of Bunker Hill.” “Oh.” I laughed. “We learned about it the day we met, ” he added. “Another red-letter day in history.

A united front announcing a split.

The water glittered under the moon’s careful watch, and, in the distance, steeples cut stark black silhouettes into the landscape of the distant city.

There is only one way to happiness and that is to cease worrying about things which are beyond the power of our will.

To truly be committed to a life of honesty, love and discipline, we must be willing to commit ourselves to reality.

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