...ma gia volgena il mio disio e'l velle si come rota ch'igualmente e mossa, l'amor che move: i sole e l'altre stelle ...as a wheel turns smoothtly, free from jars, my will and my desire were turned by love, The love that moves the sun and the other stars.
They yearn for what they fear for.
Because there is no man who can be true and just judge of himself, so much will self-love deceive him.
Hope not ever to see heaven. I come to lead you to the other shore; into the eternal darkness; into fire and ice.
The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is.
Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks have set on fire the hearts of all men.
In each fire there is a spirit; Each one is wrapped in what is burning him.
The wisest are the most annoyed at the loss of time.
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.
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.
Love kindled by virtue always kindles another, provided that its flame appear outwardly.
There's not the least thing can be said or done, but people will talk and find fault.
...Everything that is, desires to be. As we act, we unfold our being. Enjoyment naturally follows, for a thing desired always brings delight.
He listens well who takes notes.
From a little spark may burst a flame.
This miserable way is taken by the sorry souls of those who lived without disgrace and without praise. They now commingle with the coward angels, the company of those who were not rebels nor faithful to their God, but stood apart. The heavens, that their beauty not be lessened, have cast them out, nor will deep Hell receive them - even the wicked cannot glory in them.
But the stars that marked our starting fall away. We must go deeper into greater pain, for it is not permitted that we stay.
Eternal love made me.
Astrology, the noblest of sciences.
He loves but little who can say and count in words, how much he loves.
Blessed are the peacemakers, For they have freed themselves from sinful wrath.
If you follow your natural bent;you will definitely go to heaven
Compassion is not a passion; rather a noble disposition of the soul, made ready to receive love, mercy, and other charitable passions.
I found myself within a forest dark.
As flowerlets drooped and puckered in the night turn up to the returning sun and spread their petals wide on his new warmth and light-just so my wilted spirits rose again and such a heat of zeal surged through my veins that I was born anew.
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