He loves but lightly who his love can tell.
I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.
I have taken pride in others, never in myself.
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!
Mere elegance of language can produce at best but an empty renown.
For though I am a body of this earth, my firm desire is born from the stars.