Pietro Aretino

Pietro Aretino
Pietro Aretinowas an Italian author, playwright, poet, satirist and blackmailer who wielded immense influence on contemporary art and politics and invented modern literate pornography...
NationalityItalian
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth20 April 1492
CountryItaly
men birth born
The best thing for a man to do is to be born and, being born, to die at once.
men evil would-be
What evil is there in seeing a man possess a woman? Why, the beasts would be more free than we!
men worry style
I am a free man. I do not need to copy Petrarca or Boccaccio. My own genius is enough. Let others worry themselves about style, and so cease to be themselves. Without a master, without a model, without a guide, I go to work and earn my living, my well-being and my fame.
home men want
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.
taken men honor
A man who permits his honor to be taken, permits his life to be taken.
anger pride men
Angry men are blind and foolish, for reason at such time takes flight and, in her absence; wrath plunders all the riches of the intellect, while the judgment remains the prisoner of its own pride.
milk-and-honey ears flattery
Perfumed and gallant words make our ears belch.
eye delight should
Why should the eyes be denied what delights them most?
milk-and-honey ears flattery
There is no food more satiating than milk and honey; and just as such foods produce disgust for the palate, so perfumed and gallant words make our ears belch.
sorry mind age
Age has a good mind and sorry shanks.
children parent our-children
We are the buffoons of our children.
bells cymbals madness
Poetry is a whim of Nature in her lighter moods; it requires nothing but its own madness and, lacking that, it becomes a soundless cymbal, a belfry without a bell.
scholarship property disagreeable
Learning is the property of those who fear to do disagreeable things.
sex lunch desire
Desire is poison at lunch and wormwood at dinner; your bed is a stone, friendship is hateful and your fancy is always fixed on one thing.