Beato in sogno et di languir contento, d'abbracciar l'ombre et seguir l'aura estiva, nuoto per mar che non à fondo o riva, solco onde, e 'n rena fond… - Petrarch

Vede insieme l'uno e l'altro polo,
Le stelle vaghe e lor viaggio torto;
E vedi, 'I veder nostro quanto e corto.
(You see both poles at once, the travelling stars in their winding courses, and you see just how limited our seeing really is.)

"While I'm lamenting, every now and then, a doubt arrives to torment me and haunt me: how can these limbs survive without their spirit? Love has an answer, though: "Don't you recall? This is the privilege reserved for lovers, released from all their human qualities.

Nihil sapientiae odiosius acumine nimio

(Nothing is more hateful to wisdom than excessive cleverness)