I love you, and because I love you, I would sooner have you hate me for telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies.
I keep my friends as misers do their treasure, because, of all the things granted us by wisdom, none is greater or better than friendship.
Why should the eyes be denied what delights them most?
Perugia is my true fatherland because there I grew to manhood.
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.
Flattery and deceit are the darlings of great men, and so with these men spread the butter on thick, if you want to get something out of them, otherwise you’ll come home to me with a full belly and an empty purse.
Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.
If you want to annoy your neighbors, tell the truth about them.