Oh foolish desires of mortals! How weak are the reasons that lead us to not take off our flight from the ground.
All hope abandon, ye who enter here!
Not one drop of blood is left inside my veins that does not throb: I recognize signs of the ancient flame.
But if, as morning rises, dreams are true.
These have not the hope to die.
If thou follow thy star, thou canst not fail of glorious heaven.