Dante Alighieri Quotes
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The day that man allows true love to appear, those things which are well made will fall into cofusion and will overturn everything we believe to be right and true.
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Do ye not comprehend that we are worms born to bring forth the angelic butterfly that flieth unto judgment without screen?
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If the present world go astray, the cause is in you, in you it is to be sought.
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Often a retrospect delights the mind.
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Se orazïone in prima non m'aitache surga sù di cuor che in grazia viva;l'altra che val, che 'n ciel non è udita?
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Because there is no man who can be true and just judge of himself, so much will self-love deceive him.
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Ché tutto l'oro ch'è sotto la lunae che già fu, di quest'anime stanchepoterebbe farne posare una.
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Be like a solid tower whose brave height remains unmoved by all the winds that blow; the man who lets his thoughts be turned aside by one thing or another, will lose sight of his true goal, his mind sapped of its strength.
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Incontanente intesi e certo fuiche questa era la setta d'i cattivia Dio spiacenti e a' nemici sui.
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Vedi l'erbette, i fiori e li arbuscelliche qui la terra sol da sé produce.
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Mankind is at its best when it is most free. This will be clear if we grasp the principle of liberty. We must recall that the basic principle is freedom of choice, which saying many have on their lips but few in their minds.
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A backward glance can often lift the heart.
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The heaven that rolls around cries aloud to you while it displays its eternal beauties, and yet your eyes are fixed upon the earth alone.
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Non è il mondan romore altro ch'un fiatodi vento, ch'or vien quinci e or vien quindi,e muta nome perché muta lato.
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Your fame is as the grass, whose hue comes and goes, and His might withers it by whose power it sprang from the lap of the earth.
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Because your question searches for deep meaning, I shall explain in simple words.
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How come I never meet any nice girls?
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So that the Universe felt love, by which, as somebelieve, the world has many times been turned to chaos. And at that moment this ancient rock, here and elsewhere, fell broken into pieces.
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He who know most grieves most for wasted time.
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Midway along the journey of our life I woke to find myself in a dark wood, for I had wandered off from the straight path. How hard it is to tell what it was like, this wood of wilderness, savage and stubborn (the thought of it brings back all my old fears), a bitter place! Death could scarce be bitterer. But if I would show the good that came of it I must talk about things other than the good.