If you follow your natural bent;you will definitely go to heaven.

We climbed, he first and I behind, until though a small round opening ahead of us, I saw the lovely things the heavens hold, and we came out to see once more the stars.

Great fire can follow a small spark: there may be better voices after me to pray to Cyrrha's god for aid - that he may answer.

One should only be afraid of those things Which have the power of doing others harm; For the rest, fear not; because they are not fearful.

Hasty opinion too often points the wrong way, and then affection for one's own opinion binds up the intellect.

And I was told about this torture, that it was the Hell of carnal sins when reasons give way to desire.

The ghost of the generous poet replied: ‘If I have understood your words correctly, your spirit is attacked by cowardly fear, that often weighs men down, so that it deflects them from honourable action, like a creature seeing phantoms in the dusk.

So bitter is it, death is little more.

That with him were, what time the Love Divine.

God is the love that moves the sun and stars.

Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks have set on fire the hearts of all men.

Oh blind, oh ignorant, self-seeking cupidity whcih spurs as so in the short mortal life and steeps as through all eternity.

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.

A great flame follows a little spark.

This mountain is so formed that it is always wearisome when one begins the ascent, but becomes easier the higher one climbs.

The day that man allows true love to appear, those things which are well made will fall into cofusion and will overturn everything we believe to be right and true.

And so we made our way across that heap of stones, which often moved beneath my feet because my weight was somewhat strange for them.

Ink to parchment, words to paper, glory to Beatrice.

Be as a tower firmly set; Shakes not its top for any blast that blows.

You did thirst for blood, and with blood I fill you.

Dante cuts short his excursion and returns to find Virgil mounted on the back of Geryon. Dante joins his Master and they fly down from the great cliff. Their flight carries them from the Hell of the VIOLENT AND THE BESTIAL (The Sins of the Lion) into the Hell of the FRAUDULENT AND MALICIOUS (The Sins of the Leopard).

As phantoms frighten beasts when shadows fall.

The experience of this sweet life.

Will cannot be quenched against its will.

From a little spark may burst a flame.

Love insists the loved loves back.

These are the radiancies of the perfected vision that sees the good and step by step moves nearer what it sees.

So, now, with me. That brute which knows no peace came ever nearer me and, step by step, drove me back down to where the sun is mute.

And my Guide to me: He will not wake again until the angel trumpet sounds the day on which the host shall come to judge all men.

It may be that what we call modern is nothing, but what is not worthy of remaining to become old.

This the Master said; and he turned me around Himself, and not trusting my own hands, He covered my eyes with his own. For those of you who are educated, understand the hidden meaning Of the strange words that follow!

Without Hope we live in desire.

This is Nimrod, because of whose vile plan the world no longer speaks a single tongue.

For pride and avarice and envy are the three fierce sparks that set all hearts ablaze.

And we came forth to contemplate the stars.

From one point of view it is an appeal to future ages from Florentine injustice and ingratitude; from another, it is a long and passionate plea with his native town to shake her in her stubborn cruelty.

As flowerlets drooped and puckered in the night turn up to the returning sun and spread their petals wide on his new warmth and light-just so my wilted spirits rose again and such a heat of zeal surged through my veins that I was born anew.

My course is set for an uncharted sea.

Its very memory gives a shape to fear. Death could scarce be more bitter than that place!

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

Open your mind to what I shall disclose, and hold it fast within you; he who hears, but does not hold what he has heard, learns nothing.

He is, most of all, l'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle.

All things created have an order in themselves, and this begets the form that lets the universe resemble God.

The Infinite Goodness has such wide arms that it takes whatever turns to it.

Those things that have the power to hurt are to be feared: not those other things that are not fearful. I am made such, by God's grace, that your suffering does not touch me, nor does the fire of this burning scorch me.

I love to doubt as well as know.

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...

Consider your origins: you were not made to live as brutes, but to follow virtue and knowledge.

Hence we may overthrow the error of those who think to form the moral character of others by speaking well and doing ill; forgetting that the hands of Jacob were more persuasive with his father than his words, though his hands deceived and his voice spake truth.