Here pity only lives when it is dead - Virgil
To course across more kindly waters now my talent's little vessel lifts her sails, leaving behind herself a sea so cruel; and what I sing will be that second kingdom, in which the human soul is cleansed of sin, becoming worthy of ascent to Heaven.
O faithful conscience, delicately pure, how doth a little failing wound thee sore!
Segui il tuo corso et lascia dir les genti. (Follow your road and let the people say).
There, pride, avarice, and envy are the tongues men know and heed, a Babel of depsair
Love, who insists that love shall mutual be, Link'd me to him with charm strong as our fates; Even now it leaves me not, as thou dost see.
Doubting pleases me no less than knowing
If you're asking for a date, forget it. 'Cause I make it a point not to go out with women who shoot me in the head!
The purpose of the whole [the Comedy] and of this portion [the Paradiso] is to remove those who are living in this life from the state of wretchedness, and to lead them to the state of blessedness.
…all things created have an order in themselves, and this begets the form that lets the universe resemble God.
As, pricked out with less and greater lights, between the poles of the universe, the Milky Way so gleameth white as to set very sages questioning.
The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and likewise pain.
Love, that all gentle hearts so quickly know.
I made my own house be my gallows.
But already my desire and my will were being turned like a wheel, all at one speed, by the Love which moves the sun and the other stars
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.
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.
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.
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!
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.
Be as a tower firmly set; Shakes not its top for any blast that blows.
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?
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