{...} The lands that in themselves are sterile and thin, fertilizing and cultivating them come to bear fruit; I mean that the conversation with the Vossignoria was the fertilizer that was scattered on the sterile land of my ingenuity; The cultivation, the time from which the servant and the stretch. And with this I hope to produce fruits in abundance, such that they do not imagine and not even roll down the paths of the good education that Vossignoria has dug my intellect in the arstito.
The author reflects on the transformative power of conversation, comparing it to the act of fertilizing barren land. He sees the dialogue with the Vossignoria as essential nourishment for his creative potential, likening it to cultivating and cultivating until fruitful ideas emerge. This interaction organizes his thoughts and allows his intellect to flourish.
By investing time and effort, he expresses hope for the abundance of ideas that might arise from this nurturing process. The experience enriches his understanding and allows him to traverse the paths of education shaped by Vossignoria, enhancing his intellect in profound ways.
