Pierre de Ronsard famous quotes
Last updated: Sep 5, 2024
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Live now, believe me, wait not till tomorrow; Gather the roses of life today.
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When you are very old, and sit in the candle - light at evening spinning by the fire, you will say, as you murmur my verses, a wonder in your eyes, 'Ronsard sang of me in the days when I was fair.
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Thousands and thousands of colors paint the bosom of the earth so gaily.
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Gather, gather your youth: Just like this flower, old age Your beauty will wither.
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My guitar, I sing of thee 'Tis with thee that I decoy And ensnare enchantingly the ladies I enjoy.
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Love wants everything without condition, love has no law.
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When you are old, at evening candlelit, Beside the fire bending to your wool, Read out my verse and murmur, "Ronsard writ This praise for me when I was beautiful.
-- Pierre de Ronsard
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I believe it was the great ogre philosopher Gary who observed that complexity is, generally speaking, an illusion of conscious desire. All things exist in as simple a form as necessity dictates. When a thing is labeled 'complex,' that's just a roundabout way of saying you're not observant enough to understand it.
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Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times.
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A little perspective, like a little humor, goes a long way.
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Good things happen to those who hustle.
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I'm the type of guy who likes to be there 24-7. I'm Mr. Roses.
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In boundless love as a Christian and as a man I read through the passage which tells us how the Lord at last rose in His might and seized the scourge to drive out of the Temple the brood of vipers and of adders.
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You can't build marriage on a foundation of selfish hedonism, because that would be to promise people only roses, and marriage is also thorns.
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Something with inner beauty will live forever, like the scent of a rose.
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Let opening roses knotted oaks adorn, And liquid amber drop from every thorn.
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Love lies bleeding in the bed whereover Roses lean with smiling mouths or pleading: Earth lies laughing where the sun's dart clove her: Love lies bleeding.
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