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All of nature is God's art.
Dante Alighieri -
No sorrow is deeper than the remembrance of happiness when in misery.
Dante Alighieri
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All your renown is like the summer flower that blooms and dies; because the sunny glow which brings it forth, soon slays with parching power.
Dante Alighieri -
That infinite and indescribable good which is there above races as swiftly to love as a ray of light to a bright body.It gives of itself according to the ardor it finds, so that as charity spreads farther the eternal good increases upon it,and the more souls there are who love, up there, the more there are to love well, and the more love they reflect to each other, as in a mirror.
Dante Alighieri -
This sorrow weighs upon the melancholy souls of those who lived without infamy or praise.
Dante Alighieri -
Infinite goodness has such wide arms.
Dante Alighieri -
Where the way is hardest, there go thou; Follow your own path and let people talk.
Dante Alighieri -
These have not the hope to die.
Dante Alighieri
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You shall leave everything you love.
Dante Alighieri -
The man who lies asleep will never waken fame.
Dante Alighieri -
The truth thy speech doth show, within my heart reproves the swelling pride.
Dante Alighieri -
O foolish anxiety of wretched man, how inconclusive are the arguments which make thee beat thy wings below!
Dante Alighieri -
Love and the gentle heart are but the same thing.
Dante Alighieri -
The loser, when a game of dice is done, remains behind reviewing every roll sadly, and sadly wiser, and alone.
Dante Alighieri
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In the midway of this our mortal life, I found me in a gloomy wood, astray, Gone from the path direct.
Dante Alighieri -
The man who lies asleep will never waken fame, and his desire and all his life drift past him like a dream, and the traces of his memory fade from time like smoke in air, or ripples on a stream.
Dante Alighieri -
So may heaven's grace clear away the foam from the conscience, that the river of thy thoughts may roll limpid thenceforth.
Dante Alighieri -
Behold a God more powerful than I who comes to rule over me.
Dante Alighieri -
Honor is the greatest poet.
Dante Alighieri