Those ancients who in poetry presented the golden age, who sang its happy state, perhaps, in their Parnassus, dreamt this place. Here, mankind's root was innocent; and here were every fruit and never-ending spring; these streams--the nectar of which poets… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
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. — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
In that part of the book of my memory before the which is little that can be read, there is a rubric, saying, Incipit… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
“Be as a tower, that, firmly set, Shakes not its top for any blast that blows!” — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
Pure essence, and pure matter, and the two joined into one were shot forth without flaw, like three bright arrows from a three-string bow. — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
O power of fantasy that steals our minds from things outside, to leave us unaware, although a thousand trumpets may blow loud--what stirs you… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
The purpose of the whole (work) is to remove those who are living in this life from a state of wretchedness and lead them… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
“Noi leggeveamo un giorno per diletto Di Lancialotto, come amor lo strinse; Soli eravamo e senza alcun sospetto Per più fiate gli occhi ci… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
Oh foolish desires of mortals! How weak are the reasons that lead us to not take off our flight from the ground. — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
