Three things remain with us from paradise: stars, flowers and children.
Nothing which is harmonized by the bond of the Muse can be changed from its own to another language without destroying its sweetness
Love, that all gentle hearts so quickly know.
I love to doubt as well as know.
The heavens call to you, and circle about you, displaying to you their eternal splendors, and your eye gazes only to earth.
There, pride, avarice, and envy are the tongues men know and heed, a Babel of depsair