Dante Alighieri Quotes - Page 2

I love to doubt as well as know.

In each fire there is a spirit; Each one is wrapped in what is burning him.

Love can move the Sun and the stars.

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.

Come, follow me, and leave the world to its babblings.

They yearn for what they fear for.

Three sparks - pride, envy, and avarice - have been kindled in all hearts.

There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.

He who sees a need and waits to be asked for help is as unkind as if he had refused it.

O human race, born to fly upward, wherefore at a little wind dost thou so fall?

Because your question searches for deep meaning, I shall explain in simple words

If a thief helps a poor man out of the spoils of his thieving, we must not call that charity.

You can stay and die or you can walk your ugly ass back through that gate. It's your call, pal.

Follow your own star!

Beauty awakens the soul to act.

Nature is the art of God.

Without hope we live in desire.

Heaven wheels above you, displaying to you her eternal glories, and still your eyes are on the ground.

I did not die, and yet I lost life’s breath

Love insists the loved loves back

In that part of the book of my memory before which little can be read, there is a heading, which says: ‘Incipit vita nova: Here begins the new life’.

The wisest are the most annoyed at the loss of time.

The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is.

The mind which is created quick to love, is responsive to everything that is pleasing, soon as by pleasure it is awakened into activity. Your apprehensive faculty draws an impression from a real object, and unfolds it within you, so that it makes the mind turn thereto. And if, being turned, it inclines towards it, that inclination is love; that is nature, which through pleasure is bound anew within you.

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.