More Quotes by Dante Alighieri
Through me you go into a city of weeping; through me you go into eternal pain; through me you go amongst the lost people.
Hope not ever to see Heaven. I have come to lead you to the other shore; into eternal darkness; into fire and into ice.
At grief so deep the tongue must wag in vain; the language of our sense and memory lacks the vocabulary of such pain.
But if, as morning rises, dreams are true.
Lost are we, and are only so far punished, That without hope we live on in desire.
Blessed are the peacemakers, For they have freed themselves from sinful wrath.
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.
Midway in our life’s journey, I went astray from the straight road and woke to find myself alone in a dark wood.
We have no hope and yet we live in longing.
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.
