Dante Alighieri Quotes
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For where the instrument of intelligence is added to brute power and evil will, mankind is powerless in its own defense.
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Pure essence, and pure matter, and the two joined into one were shot forth without flaw, like three bright arrows from a three-string bow.
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This sorrow weighs upon the melancholy souls of those who lived without infamy or praise.
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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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Ah! Justice of our God! Who else could stow Such travails new and pains as met my glance!
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Abandon every hope, you who enter.
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But if, as morning rises, dreams are true.
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Like the lark that soars in the air, first singing, then silent, content with the last sweetness that satiates it, such seemed to me that image, the imprint of the Eternal Pleasure.
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He is not always at ease who laughs.
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Where the way is hardest, there go thou; Follow your own path and let people talk.
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Still desiring, we live without hope.
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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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There sighs, lamentations and loud wailings resounded through the starless air, so that at first it made me weep; strange tongues, horrible language, words of pain, tones of anger, voices loud and hoarse, and with these the sound of hands, made a tumult which is whirling through that air forever dark, and sand eddies in a whirlwind.
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I am searching for that which every man seeks-peace and rest.
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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 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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And we came forth to contemplate the stars.
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These have not the hope to die.
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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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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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If you follow your natural bent;you will definitely go to heaven.
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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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Infinite goodness has such wide arms.
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Nothing which is harmonized by the bond of the Muse can be changed from its own to another language without destroying its sweetness.