Top 274 Quotes & Sayings by Dante Alighieri - Page 4

No sorrow is deeper than the remembrance of happiness when in misery.

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.

Before me things created were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.

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

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.

Into the eternal darkness, into fire and into ice.

A rapid bolt will rend the clouds apart, and every single White be seared by wounds. I tell you this. I want it all to hurt.

The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and likewise pain.

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?

The only fit reply to a fit request is silence and the fact.

e quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle" ("and thence we came forth to see again the stars")

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.

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

Doubting pleases me no less than knowing

My course is set for an uncharted sea.

Love, that all gentle hearts so quickly know.

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.

And as he, who with laboring breath has escaped from the deep to the shore, turns to the perilous waters and gazes.

Seldom indeed does human virtue rise From trunk to branch.

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.

Give unto us this day the daily manna Without which, in this desert where we dwell, He must go backward who would most advance.

All of nature is God's art.

Less shame a greater fault would palliate.

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.

Go forth and preach impostures to the world, But give them truth to build on.

Thy soul is by vile fear assailed, which oft so overcasts a man, that he recoils from noblest resolution, like a beast at some false semblance in the twilight gloom.

The experience of this sweet life.

Thou shall know by experience how salt the savor is of others' bread, and how sad a path it is to climb and descend another's stairs.

I am searching for that which every man seeks-peace and rest.

The human race finds itself in a better situation when it has the higher level of freedom.

Segui il tuo corso et lascia dir les genti. (Follow your road and let the people say).

These have not the hope to die.

If anyone should want to know my name, I am called Leah. And I spend all my time weaving garlands of flowers with my fair hands, t o please me when I stand before the mirror; my sister Rachel sits all the day long before her own, and never moves away. She loves to contemplate her lovely eyes; I love to use my hands to adorn myself: her joy is in reflection, mine in act.

The splendors that belong unto the fame of earth are but a wind, that in the same direction lasts not long.

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.

Go right on and listen as thou goest.

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.

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.

In judgement be ye not too confident, Even as a man who will appraise his corn When standing in a field, ere it is ripe.

Here pity only lives when it is dead - Virgil

All your renown is like the summer flower that blooms and dies; because the sunny glow which brings it forth, soon slays with parching power.

Fate's arrow, when expected, travels slow.

In that book which is my memory, On the first page of the chapter that is the day when I first met you, Appear the words, ‘Here begins a new life’.

In the midway of this our mortal life, I found me in a gloomy wood, astray, Gone from the path direct.

There are souls beneath that water. Fixed in slimethey speak their piece, end it, and start again:'Sullen were we in the air made sweet by the Sun;in the glory of his shining our hearts poureda bitter smoke. Sullen were we begun;sullen we lie forever in this ditch.'This litany they gargle in their throatsas if they sand, but lacked the words and pitch.

I found myself within a forest dark, for the straightfoward pathway had been lost. Ah me! How hard a thing is to say, what was this forest savage, rough, and stern, which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more.

Stand firm as the tower that never shakes its top whatever wind may blow.

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.

He who shall never be divided from me kissed my mouth all trembling.

There is in hell a place stone-built throughout, Called Malebolge, of an iron hue, Like to the wall that circles it about.

The man who lies asleep will never waken fame, and his desire and all his life drift past him like a dream, and the traces of his memory fade from time like smoke in air, or ripples on a stream.

Through me you pass into the city of woe: Through me you pass into eternal pain: Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: To rear me was the task of power divine, Supremest wisdom, and primeval love. Before me things create were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I shall endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.

We have no hope and yet we live in longing.

Ah! Justice of our God! Who else could stow Such travails new and pains as met my glance!

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.

The well heeded well heard.

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.

Midway in our life's journey, I went astray from the straight road and woke to find myself alone in a dark wood.

The mouse had fallen in with evil cats.