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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.
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.
No sorrow is deeper than the remembrance of happiness when in misery.
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.
Lost are we, and are only so far punished, That without hope we live on in desire.
A fight every now and again does make life more interesting. Don’t ya think?
O human race, born to fly upward, wherefore at a little wind dost thou so fall?
At grief so deep the tongue must wag in vain; the language of our sense and memory lacks the vocabulary of such pain.
Blessed are the peacemakers, For they have freed themselves from sinful wrath.
