Why Should I Be Ashamed To Describe

With A Goose-quill And A Few Sheets Of Paper, I Mock Myself Of The Universe. They Say I Am The Son Of A Courtesan; It May Be So, But I Have The Heart Of A King. I Live Free, I Enjoy Myself, I Can Call Myself Happy.

Why Should The Eyes Be Denied What Delights Them Most?

Perugia Is My True Fatherland Because There I Grew To Manhood.

We Are The Buffoons Of Our Children.

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.