[1] Her letters contained her personal matters and childhood memories, and discussed themes such as women’s education, war, and marriage.

Silvestro Cereta was an attorney and a king's magistrate and her mother, Veronica di Leno, a famous businessperson.

[5] There she devoted her life to intellectual pursuits and began her academics; she learned religious principles, reading, writing, and Latin with the prioress.

The prioress taught Cereta to use late night to predawn hours while everyone else slept to embroider, write, and study.

[6] At this time, Cereta showed great interest in mathematics, astrology, agriculture, and her favorite subject, moral philosophy.

You act as if I were the sort of person who would write to strangers and only neglect you, as though I were forgetful of you when in fact I accord you a place of honor above that of other learned men.”[8] Despite the arguments, for Cereta, this was one of the happiest moments in her lifetime.

Nonetheless, in her letters, the languages of marriage and friendship were clearly delineated, focusing the readers' attention upon the reciprocal relations like mutual love, communication.

Cereta finally recovered her spirits two years after the death of her husband and began immersing herself more deeply in her literary studies and works.

She continued writing her letters to a close circle of family and friends, discussing personal concerns such as her difficult relationships with her mother and her husband.

Furthermore, in her public lectures and essays, Cereta explored the history of women's contributions to the intellectual and political life of Europe.

You are wrong on both counts, Sempronius, and have dearly strayed from the path of truth and disseminate falsehood…You pretend to admire me as a female prodigy, but there lurks sugared deceit in your adulation.

You wait perpetually in ambush to entrap my lovely sex, and overcome by your hatred seek to trample me underfoot and dash me to the earth.

The volume was based on the Petrarchan model called “Epistolae Familiares” and written with a burlesque dialogue on the "death of an ass".