We Are The Buffoons Of Our Children.

Telling You The Truth Than Adore Me For Telling You Lies.

I Am A Free Man. I Do Not Need To Copy Petrarca Or Boccaccio. My Own Genius Is Enough. Let Others Worry Themselves About Style, And So Cease To Be Themselves. Without A Master, Without A Model, Without A Guide, I Go To Work And Earn My Living, My Well-being And My Fame.

Age Has A Good Mind And Sorry Shanks.

What Evil Is There In Seeing A Man Possess A Woman? Why, The Beasts Would Be More Free Than We! It Seems To Me That That Which Is Given Us By Nature For Our Own Preservation Ought To Be Worn Round The Neck As A Pendant And In The Hat For A Medal.

Anger Represents A Certain Power, When A Great Mind, Prevented From Executing Its Own Generous Desires, Is Moved By It.