Michelangelo Quotes
His hope is treacherous only whose love dies with beauty, which is varying every hour, bit, in chaste hearts uninfluenced by the power of outward change, there blooms a deathless flower, that breathes on earth the air of paradise.
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From such a gentle thing, from such a fountain of all delight, my every pain is born.
- Michelangelo
