The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who in times of great moral crises maintain their neutrality |
The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who in times of great moral crises maintain their neutrality |
The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who in times of great moral crises maintain their neutrality |
The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who, in time of great moral crisis, maintain their neutrality |
The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is. |
The sad souls of those who lived without blame and without praise. |
The secret of getting things done is to act. |
There is no greater sorrow than to be mindful of the happy time in misery. |
There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery |
There sighs, lamentations and loud wailings resounded through the starless air, so that at first it made me weep; strange tongues, horrible language, words of pain, tones of anger, voices loud and hoarse, and with these the sound of hands, made a tumult which is whirling through that air forever dark, and sand eddies in a whirlwind. |
These have not the hope to die. |
This miserable state is borne by the wretched souls of those who lived without disgrace and without praise. |
Through me the way into the suffering city, Through me the way to the eternal pain, Through me the way that runs among the lost. Justice urged on my high artificer; My maker was divine authority, The highest wisdom, and the primal love. Before me nothing but eternal things were made, And I endure eternally. Abandon every hope, ye who enter here. |
Uncouth tongues, horrible shriekings of despair, Shrill and faint voices, cries of pain and rage, And, with it all, smiting of hands, were there, Making a tumult, nothing could assuage, To swirl in the air that knows not day or night, Like sand withi |
We climbed up.until I finally saw through a round opening the beauteous things which Heaven holds. And there we came out to see, once more, the stars. |