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Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief...
Petrarch
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Suspicion is the cancer of friendship.
Petrarch
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Events appear sad, pleasant, or painful, not because they are so in reality, but because we believe them to be so and the light in which we look at them depends upon our own judgment.
Petrarch
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Hitherto your eyes have been darkened and you have looked too much, yes, far too much, upon the things of earth. If these so much delight you what shall be your rapture when you lift your gaze to things eternal!
Petrarch
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There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen.
Petrarch
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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...
Petrarch
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The end of doubt is the beginning of repose.
Petrarch
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The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.
Petrarch
