Dante Alighieri Quotes
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Thou shall know by experience how salt the savor is of others' bread, and how sad a path it is to climb and descend another's stairs.
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Curb your talent lest it speed where virtue does not guide.
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At grief so deep the tongue must wag in vain; the language of our sense and memory lacks the vocabulary of such pain.
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I am made of God, through his Grace. Such that your misery touches me not, Nor does flame of that burning assail me.
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Imagination, that dost so abstract us That we are not aware, not even when A thousand trumpets sound about our ears!
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Hope not ever to see heaven. I come to lead you to the other shore; into the eternal darkness; into fire and ice.
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...ma gia volgena il mio disio e'l velle si come rota ch'igualmente e mossa, l'amor che move: i sole e l'altre stelle ...as a wheel turns smoothtly, free from jars, my will and my desire were turned by love, The love that moves the sun and the other stars.
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Of my sowing such straw I reap. O human folk, why set the heart there where exclusion of partnership is necessary.
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Now you know how much my love for you burns deep in me when I forget about our emptiness, and deal with shadows as with solid things.
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Follow your path, and let the people talk.
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In that part of the book of my memory before which little can be read, there is a heading, which says: ‘Incipit vita nova: Here begins the new life’.
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In judgement be ye not too confident, Even as a man who will appraise his corn When standing in a field, ere it is ripe.
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Through me the way into the suffering city, Through me the way to the eternal pain, Through me the way that runs among the lost. Justice urged on my high artificer; My maker was divine authority, The highest wisdom, and the primal love. Before me nothing but eternal things were made, And I endure eternally. Abandon every hope, ye who enter here.
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If you follow your natural bent;you will definitely go to heaven.
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A man's renown is like the hue of grass, Which comes and goes.
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O you, who in some pretty boat, Eager to listen, have been following Behind my ship, that singing sails along Turn back to look again upon your own shores; Tempt not the deep, lest unawares, In losing me, you yourselves might be lost. The sea I sail has never yet been passed; Minerva breathes, and pilots me Apollo, And Muses nine point out to me the Bears. You other few who have neck uplifted Betimes to the bread of angels upon Which one lives and does not grow sated, Well may you launch your vessel Upon the deep sea.
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When I had journeyed half of our life's way, I found myself within a shadowed forest, for I had lost the path that does not stray.
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Conscience, that boon companion who sets a man free under the strong breastplate of innocence, that bids him on and fear not.
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I am searching for that which every man seeks-peace and rest.
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Not one drop of blood is left inside my veins that does not throb: I recognize signs of the ancient flame.
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O human race, born to fly upward, wherefore at a little wind dost thou so fall?
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This miserable way is taken by the sorry souls of those who lived without disgrace and without praise. They now commingle with the coward angels, the company of those who were not rebels nor faithful to their God, but stood apart. The heavens, that their beauty not be lessened, have cast them out, nor will deep Hell receive them - even the wicked cannot glory in them.
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The mouse had fallen in with evil cats.
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He loves but little who can say and count in words, how much he loves.