Conscience, that boon companion who sets a man free under the strong breastplate of innocence, that bids him on and fear not.
Dante AlighieriAs 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.
Dante AlighieriLove kindled by virtue always kindles another, provided that its flame appear outwardly.
Dante AlighieriBefore me things created were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
Dante Alighieri