Veramente siam noi polvere et ombra, veramente la voglia cieca e 'ngorda, veramente fallace è la speranza. - Petrarch

Sleep is truly, as they say, akin to death, and relieves the heart of the sweet care that keeps it in life.

To begin with myself, then, the utterances of men concerning me will differ widely, since in passing judgment almost every one is influenced not so much by truth as by preference, and good and evil report alike know no bounds.

When now and then among the other ladies, Love makes his home within her charming face, the ways in which each one can't match her beauty renew desire, and my passion thrives.