Dante Alighieri Quotes
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For she doth make my veins and pulses tremble.
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A backward glance can often lift the heart.
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Often a retrospect delights the mind.
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The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and likewise pain.
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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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Will cannot be quenched against its will.
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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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Amore e 'l cor gentil sono una cosa...e così esser l'un sanza l'altro osacom'alma razional sanza ragione.
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The devil is not as black as he is painted.
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No man may be so cursed by priest or pope but what the Eternal Love may still return while any thread of green lives on in hope.
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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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There's not the least thing can be said or done, but people will talk and find fault.
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It may be that a more subtle person would find for this thing a reason of greater subtlety: but such is the reason that I find, and that liketh me best.
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You can stay and die or you can walk your ugly ass back through that gate. It's your call, pal.
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Capo ha cosa fatta.
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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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It is no learning to understand what you do not retain.
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And as he, who with laboring breath has escaped from the deep to the shore, turns to the perilous waters and gazes.
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…all things created have an order in themselves, and this begets the form that lets the universe resemble God.
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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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Incontanente intesi e certo fuiche questa era la setta d'i cattivia Dio spiacenti e a' nemici sui.
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I wept not, so to stone within I grew.
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The infernal storm, eternal in its rage, sweeps and drives the spirits with its blast; it whirls them, lashing them with punishment. When they are swept back past their place of judgment then come the shrieks, laments, and anguished cries; there they blaspheme God's almighty power.
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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.