e quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle" ("and thence we came forth to see again the stars")

Hope not ever to see heaven. I come to lead you to the other shore; into the eternal darkness; into fire and ice.

Fate's arrow, when expected, travels slow.

He whom you see-along the downward arc- was William, and the land that mourns his death, for living Charles and Frederick, now laments; now he has learned how Heaven loves the just ruler, and he would show this outwardly as well, so radiantly visible.

Justice divine has weighed: the doom is clear. All hope renounce, ye lost, who enter here.

...Everything that is, desires to be. As we act, we unfold our being. Enjoyment naturally follows, for a thing desired always brings delight.

There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.