And as he, who with laboring breath has escaped from the deep to the shore, turns to the perilous waters and gazes.
Through me the way into the suffering city, Through me the way to the eternal pain, Through me the way that runs among the lost. Justice urged on my high artificer; My maker was divine authority, The highest wisdom, and the primal love. Before me nothing but eternal things were made, And I endure eternally. Abandon every hope, ye who enter here.
No sorrow is deeper than the remembrance of happiness when in misery.
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.
If i thought i was replying to someone who would every return to the world, this flame would cease it's flickering. But since no one has returned from these depths alive, if what I've heard is true, I will answer you without fear of infamy.
I saw within Its depth how It conceives All things in a single volume bound by Love of which the universe is the scattered leaves.
All hope abandon, ye who enter here!
Be as a tower firmly set; Shakes not its top for any blast that blows.
As the geometer intently seeks to square the circle, but he cannot reach, through thought on thought, the principle he needs, so I searched that strange sight.
Perceive ye not that we are worms, designed To form the angelic butterfly, that goes To judgment, leaving all defence behind? Why doth your mind take such exalted pose, Since ye, disabled, are as insects, mean As worm which never transformation knows?
O how far remov'd, Predestination! is thy foot from such As see not the First Cause entire: and ye, O mortal men! be wary how ye judge: For we, who see the Maker, know not yet The number of the chosen; and esteem Such scantiness of knowledge our delight: For all good is, in that primal good, Concentrate; and God's will and ours are one.
Before me things created were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
He is, most of all, l'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle.
It was the hour of morning, when the sun mounts with those stars that shone with it when God's own love first set in motion those fair things
They had their faces twisted toward their haunches and found it necessary to walk backward, because they could not see ahead of them. ...And since he wanted so to see ahead, he looks behind and walks a backward path.
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.
Behold a God more powerful than I who comes to rule over me.
A prayer may chance to rise From one whose heart lives in the grace of God. A prayer from any other is unheeded.
Mankind, why do ye set your hearts on things That, of necessity, may not be shared?
Fame is not won on downy plumes nor under canopies; the man who consumes his days without obtaining it leaves such mark of himself on earth as smoke in air or foam on water.
Love, that exempts no one beloved from loving, seized me with pleasure of this man so strongly, that, as thou seest, it doth not yet desert me.
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.
Love hath so long possessed me for his own And made his lordship so familiar.
I presumed to fix my look on the eternal light so long that I consumed my sight thereon.
A fair request should be followed by the deed in silence.
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