There, pride, avarice, and envy are the tongues men know and heed, a Babel of depsair

He who sees a need and waits to be asked for help is as unkind as if he had refused it.

This sorrow weighs upon the melancholy souls of those who lived without infamy or praise.

L'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle (The love that moves the sun and the other stars)

No man may be so cursed by priest or pope but what the Eternal Love may still return while any thread of green lives on in hope.

How come I never meet any nice girls?

Oh foolish desires of mortals! How weak are the reasons that lead us to not take off our flight from the ground.