As little flowers, which the chill of night has bent and huddled, when the white sun strikes, grow straight and open fully on their stems, so did I, too, with my exhausted force.
Dante AlighieriThere's not the least thing can be said or done, but people will talk and find fault.
Dante AlighieriO foolish anxiety of wretched man, how inconclusive are the arguments which make thee beat thy wings below!
Dante AlighieriIt may be that a more subtle person would find for this thing a reason of greater subtlety: but such is the reason that I find, and that liketh me best.
Dante Alighieri