“Newborn Love has short wings. He can scarcely
hold them up, and does not spread them out to fly.”
—
Torquato Tasso
,
Aminta
Act II, scene ii.
Aminta (1573)
Original
Amor nascente hà corte l'ali, à pena Può sù tenerle, e non le spiega à volo.
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Context: Once more, alas, I find myself unable to follow the best Liberal thought. What the World's contention amounts to, at bottom, is simply the doctrine that a man engaged in combat with superstition should be very polite to superstition. This, I fear, is nonsense. The way to deal with superstition is not to be polite to it, but to tackle it with all arms, and so rout it, cripple it, and make it forever infamous and ridiculous. Is it, perchance, cherished by persons who should know better? Then their folly should be brought out into the light of day, and exhibited there in all its hideousness until they flee from it, hiding their heads in shame.
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“Feet, what do I need them for
If I have wings to fly.”
Frida Kahlo
(1907–1954) Mexican painter
Pies, para qué los quiero
Si tengo alas para volar.
Diary illustration, dated 1953, preceding a foot amputation in August of that year; reproduced on page 415 of Frida: A Biography of Frida Kahlo by Hayden Herrera (1983)
1946 - 1953
