Dante Alighieri Quotes
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The man who lies asleep will never waken fame.
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Deed done is well begun.
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Where the way is hardest, there go thou; Follow your own path and let people talk.
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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.
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All of nature is God's art.
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The well heeded well heard.
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I found myself within a forest dark, for the straightfoward pathway had been lost. Ah me! How hard a thing is to say, what was this forest savage, rough, and stern, which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more.
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As little flowers, which the chill of night has bent and huddled, when the white sun strikes, grow straight and open fully on their stems, so did I, too, with my exhausted force.
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The loser, when a game of dice is done, remains behind reviewing every roll sadly, and sadly wiser, and alone.
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Justice divine has weighed: the doom is clear. All hope renounce, ye lost, who enter here.
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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.
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No sorrow is deeper than the remembrance of happiness when in misery.
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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.
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O foolish anxiety of wretched man, how inconclusive are the arguments which make thee beat thy wings below!
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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.
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You shall leave everything you love.
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Behold a God more powerful than I who comes to rule over me.
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So may heaven's grace clear away the foam from the conscience, that the river of thy thoughts may roll limpid thenceforth.
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The truth thy speech doth show, within my heart reproves the swelling pride.