A high heart ought to bear calamities and not flee them, since in bearing them appears the grandeur of the mind and in fleeing them the cowardice of the heart.
Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.
Even when I'm railed at, I get my quota of renown.
They merit more praise who know how to suffer misery than those who temper themselves in contentment.
Perugia is my true fatherland because there I grew to manhood.
Flee laziness which while it produces an immediate delight, ends in the sorrow of repentance. And know that nature without exercise is a seed shut up in the pod, and art without practice is nothing.