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 peace nowhere. When I see you, you are to me what food is to one who is hungry &hellip; When you smile at me or motion to me in the street, I take fire like powder &hellip; When you speak to me, I blush, lose my voice, and suddenly my great desire vanishes. &hellip;"

Then come sorrowful lamentations, such as:

"Ah! infinite suffering, which tears my heart, when it thinks that she whom I love so much loves me not! How shall I live? &hellip;"

These lines, also, are written next to some studies for the "Madonna" of the Medici Chapel:

"Alone, I remain burning in the shade, when the sun deprives the world of its rays. Every one rejoices, but I, stretched on the ground and stricken with sorrow, moan and weep."

Love is absent from Michael Angelo's powerful sculpture and paintings, which he reserved for only his most