They find seven cornices on which penitent and redeemed sinners are cleansed by the grace of God. On the first cornice, that of Pride, the proud are learning humility: Our Father, dwelling in the Heavens, nowise As circumscribed, but as the things above, Thy first effects, are dearer in Thine eyes, Hallowed Thy name be and the Power thereof, By every creature, as right meet it is We praise the tender effluence of Thy love. Let come to us, let come Thy kingdom's peace.

Heat cannot be separated from fire, or beauty from The Eternal.

Like the lark that soars in the air, first singing, then silent, content with the last sweetness that satiates it, such seemed to me that image, the imprint of the Eternal Pleasure.

Without hope we live in desire.

But already my desire and my will were being turned like a wheel, all at one speed, by the Love which moves the sun and the other stars

At grief so deep the tongue must wag in vain; the language of our sense and memory lacks the vocabulary of such pain.

This mountain is so formed that it is always wearisome when one begins the ascent, but becomes easier the higher one climbs.