Ariosto Quotes & Sayings

We soon believe the things we would believe. — Ludovico Ariosto

Such fire was not by water to be drowned, nor he his nature changed by changing ground. — Ludovico Ariosto

For rarely man escapes his destiny. — Ludovico Ariosto

Man proposes, and God disposes. — Ludovico Ariosto

Who seems most hideous when adorned the most. — Ludovico Ariosto

Nature made him, and then broke the mold. — Ludovico Ariosto

Little did they suspect that the years would end by wearing away the disharmony.
Little did they suspect that La Mancha and Montiel and the knight's frail figure would be, for the future, no less poetic than Sinbad's haunts or Ariosto's vast geographies.
For myth is at the beginning of literature, and also at its end. — Jorge Luis Borges

I forget whether advice be among the lost things which Ariosto says are to be found in the moon: that and time ought to have been there. — Jonathan Swift

He that makes himself famous by his eloquence, justice or arms illustrates his extraction, let it be never so mean; and gives inestimable reputation to his parents. We should never have heard of Sophroniscus, but for his son, Socrates; nor of Ariosto and Gryllus, if it had not been for Xenophon and Plato. — Seneca The Younger

Cruelty ever proceeds from a vile mind, and often from a cowardly heart. — Ludovico Ariosto

From heresy, frenzy and jealousy, good Lord deliver me. — Ludovico Ariosto

They think they have God Almighty by the toe. — Ludovico Ariosto

I regret not death. I am going to meet my friends in another world. — Ludovico Ariosto

Justine, you may remember, was a great favourite of yours; and I recollect you once remarked that if you were in an ill humour, one glance from Justine could dissipate it, for the same reason that Ariosto gives concerning the beauty of Angelica - she looked so frank-hearted and happy. My aunt conceived a great attachment for her, by which she was induced to give her an education superior to that which she had at first intended. This benefit was fully repaid; Justine was the most grateful little creature in the world: I do not mean that she made any professions I never heard one pass her lips, but you could see by her eyes that she almost adored her protectress. Although her disposition was gay and in many respects inconsiderate, yet she paid the greatest attention to every gesture of my aunt. She thought her the model of all excellence and endeavoured to imitate her phraseology and manners, so that even now she often reminds me of her. — Mary Shelley

When the devil grows old he turns hermit. — Ludovico Ariosto