Dante Alighieri Quotes
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O human race, born to fly upward, wherefore at a little wind dost thou so fall?
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A prayer may chance to rise From one whose heart lives in the grace of God. A prayer from any other is unheeded.
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Consider the sea's listless chime: Time's self it is, made audible.
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He who sees a need and waits to be asked for help is as unkind as if he had refused it.
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I saw within Its depth how It conceives All things in a single volume bound by Love of which the universe is the scattered leaves.
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If you follow your natural bent;you will definitely go to heaven.
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Still desiring, we live without hope.
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This sorrow weighs upon the melancholy souls of those who lived without infamy or praise.
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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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Midway in our life's journey, I went astray from the straight road and woke to find myself alone in a dark wood.
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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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They had their faces twisted toward their haunches and found it necessary to walk backward, because they could not see ahead of them. ...And since he wanted so to see ahead, he looks behind and walks a backward path.
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I saw a point that shone with light so keen, the eye that sees it cannot bear its blazing; the star that is for us the smallest one would seem a moon if placed beside this point.
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I felt for the tormented whirlwinds Damned for their carnal sins Committed when they let their passions rule their reason.
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He is not always at ease who laughs.
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Abandon every hope, you who enter.
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Reason flies When following the senses, on clipped wings.
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I am searching for that which every man seeks-peace and rest.
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He loves but little who can say and count in words, how much he loves.
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That with him were, what time the Love Divine.
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O power of fantasy that steals our minds from things outside, to leave us unaware, although a thousand trumpets may blow loud--what stirs you if the senses show you nothing? Light stirs you, formed in Heaven, by itself, or by His will Who sends it down to us.
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These have not the hope to die.
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But if, as morning rises, dreams are true.
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The experience of this sweet life.