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“He, full of bashfulness and truth, loved much, hoped little, and desired naught.”

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Torquato Tasso (March 11, 1544 – April 25, 1595) was a prominent Italian poet of the late Renaissance, best known for his epic poem 'Jerusalem Delivered' (Gerusalemme Liberata). Born in Sorrento, he traveled widely in Italy and was deeply influenced by classical literature and Christian themes. His works blend epic tradition with religious fervor, exploring war, love, and faith. Tasso's poetic language is elegant and emotionally rich, leaving a lasting impact on European literature. However, his later years were marred by mental illness and religious persecution, leading to a tragic end in Rome. His life and work became a key inspiration for the Romantic movement. more

“Gold, silver, jewels, purple garments, houses built of marble, groomed estates, pious paintings, caparisoned steeds, and other things of this kind offer a mutable and superficial pleasure; books give delight to the very marrow of one's bones. They speak to us, consult with us, and join with us in a living and intense intimacy.”

Giving Kind Book House Speak Pleasure Painting Offers Built Gold Delight Bones Intense Intimacy Silver Estates Superficial Jewels Purple Garments Marble Pious Marrow Gold And Silver

Author:Petrarch

“Whether they are defending the Soviet Union or bleating for Saddam Hussein, liberals are always against America. They are either traitors or idiots, and on the matter of America's self-preservation, the difference is irrelevant.”

Self Matter America Differences Unions Idiot Soviet Preservation Irrelevant Soviet Union Saddam Hussein Traitor Self Preservation

Book:Treason: Liberal Treachery from the Cold War to the War on Terrorism

Source: Treason: Liberal Treachery from the Cold War to the War on Terrorism

“I had got this far, and was thinking of what to say next, and as my habit is, I was pricking the paper idly with my pen. And I thought how, between one dip of the pen and the next, time goes on, and I hurry, drive myself, and speed toward death. We are always dying. I while I write, you while you read, and others while they listen or stop their ears, they are all dying.”

Thinking Writing Next Dying Goes On Habit Paper Ears Speed Pens Next Time Dip Time Goes On

Author:Petrarch

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