No sorrow is deeper than the remembrance of happiness when in misery.

But already my desire and my will were being turned like a wheel, all at one speed, by the Love which moves the sun and the other stars

If thou follow thy star, thou canst not fail of glorious heaven.

In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.

There's not the least thing can be said or done, but people will talk and find fault.

I saw a point that shone with light so keen, the eye that sees it cannot bear its blazing; the star that is for us the smallest one would seem a moon if placed beside this point.

Remember tonight... for it is the beginning of always.