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
spring wine winter
And there is quite a different sort of conversation around a fire than there is in the shadow of a beech tree.... Four dry logs have in them all the circumstance necessary to a conversation of four or five hours, with chestnuts on the plate and a jug of wine between the legs. Yes, let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.
spring winter genius
Let us love winter, for it is the spring of genius.
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?
men birth born
The best thing for a man to do is to be born and, being born, to die at once.
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.
men evil would-be
What evil is there in seeing a man possess a woman? Why, the beasts would be more free than we!
pain taverns care
He who has not been at a tavern knows not what a paradise it is. O holy tavern! O miraculous tavern!--holy, because no carking cares are there, nor weariness, nor pain; and miraculous, because of the spits, which themselves turn round and round!
art exercise practice
Flee laziness which while it produces an immediate delight, ends in the sorrow of repentance. And know that nature without exercise is a seed shut up in the pod, and art without practice is nothing.