Quotes by Dante Alighieri

You did thirst for blood, and with blood I fill you

Through me is the way to the city of woe. Through me is the way to sorrow eternal. Through me is the way to the lost below. Justice moved my architect supernal. I was constructed by divine power,supreme wisdom, and love primordial. Before me no created things were. Save those eternal, and eternal I abide. Abandon all hope, you who enter.

Through me you go to the grief wracked city; Through me you go to everlasting pain; Through me you go a pass among lost souls. Justice inspired my exalted Creator: I am a creature of the Holiest Power, of Wisdom in the Highest and of Primal Love. Nothing till I was made was made, only eternal beings. And I endure eternally. Surrender as you enter, every hope you have.

And he began, What chance or destinyhas brought you here before your final day?And who is he who leads your pilgrimage?Up there in life beneath the quiet starsI lost my way, I answered, in a valley,before Id reached the fullness of my age.I turned my shoulders on it yesterday:this soul appeared as I was falling back,and by the road through Hell he leads me home.Follow your star and you will never fail to find your glorious port, he said to me

The weapons of divine justice are blunted by the confession and sorrow of the offender.

I am the way into the city of woe,I am the way into eternal pain,I am the way to go among the lost.Justice caused my high architect to move,Divine omnipotence created me,The highest wisdom, and the primal love.Before me there were no created thingsBut those that last forever—as do I.Abandon all hope you who enter here.

And all the while one spirit uttered this,The other one did weep so, that, for pity,I swooned away as if I had been dying,And fell, even as a dead body falls.

It is necessity and not pleasure that compels us. [Italian: Necessita cinduce, e non diletto.]

There is no greater sorrowThan to recall a happy timeWhen miserable.

Noi siam venuti al loco ovi tho dettoche tu vedrai le genti dolorosechanno perduto il ben de lintelletto.We to the place have come, where I have told theeThou shalt behold the people dolorousWho have foregone the good of intellect.

As once I loved you in my mortal flesh, without it now I love you still.

Gods greatest gift to manIn all the bounty He was moved to makeThroughout creation-the one gift the mostClose to his goodness and the one He callsMost precious-is free will.

He who knows most grieves most for wasted time.

Haste denies all acts their dignity.

The fair request ought to be followed by the deed in silence.

Art as far as it is able follows nature as a pupil imitates his master thus your art must be as it were Gods grandchild.

The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who in a period of moral crisis maintain their neutrality.

Ail hope abandon ye who enter here.

I am searching for that which every man seeks-peace and rest.

Abandon hope all ye who enter here.