Can't you see the angel imprisoned in the block of stone trying to get out? I am trying to free him

So take care of your life and take notice and be observant, for the number of widows is always far greater than the number of widowers.

The power of one fair face makes my love sublime, for it has weaned my heart from low desires.

I am a poor man and of little worth, who is laboring in that art that God has given me in order to extend my life as long as possible.

Do not be concerned that you might set a target too high and fail. Be concerned that you will set it too low and succeed.

If I am more alive because love burns and chars me, as a fire, given wood or wind, feels new elation, it's that he who lays me low is my salvation, and invigorates the more, the more he scars me.

Serene I fold my hands and wait.