No man may be so cursed by priest or pope but what the Eternal Love may still return while any thread of green lives on in hope.
Dante AlighieriPerceive ye not that we are worms, designed To form the angelic butterfly, that goes To judgment, leaving all defence behind? Why doth your mind take such exalted pose, Since ye, disabled, are as insects, mean As worm which never transformation knows?
Dante Alighieri