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The life so brief, the art so long in the learning, the attempt so hard, the conquest so sharp, the fearful joy that ever slips away so quickly - by all this I mean love, which so sorely astounds my feeling with its wondrous operation, that when I think upon it I scarce know whether I wake or sleep.
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More Quotes by Geoffrey Chaucer
Truth is the highest thing that man may keep.
It is nought good a sleping hound to wake.
I am not the rose, but I have lived near the rose.
All good things must come to an end.
The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne.
He who accepts his poverty unhurt I'd say is rich although he lacked a shirt. But truly poor are they who whine and fret and covet what they cannot hope to get.
What is better than wisdom? Woman. And what is better than a good woman? Nothing.
The greatest scholars are not usually the wisest people.
The devil can only destroy those who are already on their way to damnation.
Strike while the iron is hot.
