In each fire there is a spirit; Each one is wrapped in what is burning him.

I found myself within a forest dark, for the straightfoward pathway had been lost. Ah me! How hard a thing is to say, what was this forest savage, rough, and stern, which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more.

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

Remember tonight... for it is the beginning of always.

It was the hour of morning, when the sun mounts with those stars that shone with it when God's own love first set in motion those fair things

Nature is the art of God.

When we encountered a band of souls coming along the barrier, and each was gazing at us in the evening people gaze at one another under the new moon