Best 21 quotes of Torquato Tasso on MyQuotes

A fool is he that comes to preach or prate, When men with swords their right and wrong debate. [It., Chi conta i colpi e la dovuta offesa, Mentr' arde la tenzon, misura e pesa?]

Any time not spent on love is wasted.

As shaking terrors from his blazing hair, a sanguine comet gleams through dusky air.

Fortune rarely accompanies anyone to the door.

For when last need to desperation driveth, Who dareth most he wiseth counsel giveth. [It., Che spesso avvien che ne' maggior perigli Son piu audaci gli ottimi consigli.]

Grave was the man in years, in looks, in word, his locks were grey, yet was his courage green.

Horror itself in that fair scene looks gay, And joy springs up e'en in the midst of fear. [It., Bello in si bella vista anco e l'orrore, E di mezzo la tema esce il diletto.]

It is the fortunate who should extol fortune.

Love is when you don't have to be with another person to touch their heart!

O happy, golden age! Not for that rivers ran With streams of milk, and honey dropped from trees

O subtle love! a thousand wiles thou hast, by humble suit, by service, or by hire, to win a maiden's hold,--a thing soon done, for nature framed all women to be won.

Perhaps if only once you did enjoy The thousandth part of all the happiness A heart beloved enjoys, returning love, Repentant, you would surely sighing say, “All time is truly lost and gone Which is not spent in serving love.”

The day of fortune is like a harvest day, We must be busy when the corn is ripe.

Then amongst flowers and springs, Making delightful sport, Sat lovers without conflict, without flame

They make their fortune who are stout and wise, Wit rules the heavens, discretion guides the skies. [Lat., Che sovente addivien che'l saggio e'l forte. Fabro a se stesso e di beata sorte.]

True love cannot be found where it does not exist, nor can it be denied where it does.

Virtue's guard is labor; ease, her sleep.

Women have tongues of craft, and hearts of guile, They will, they will not; fools that on them trust; For in their speech is death, hell in their smile. [It., Femmina e cosa garrula e fallace: Vuole e disvuole, e folle uom chi sen fida, Si tra se volge.]

Clorinda fui, né sol qui spirto umano albergo in questa pianta rozza e dura, ma ciascun altro ancor, franco o pagano, che lassi i membri a piè de l'alte mura, astretto è qui da novo incanto e strano, non so s'io dica in corpo o in sepoltura.

… Could I return, I will not say to revel, but breath this sky, under which I was born: to rejoice with sea views and gardens; to consol me with your kindness; to drink this wine or this water, that might reduce my illness…

Oh che sanguinosa e spaziosa porta Fa l'una e l'altra spada ovunque giugna, Nell'arme e nelle carni! E se la vita Non esce, sdegno tienla al petto unita.