Dante Alighieri Quotes

And when he had put his hand on mine with a cheerful look, wherefrom I took courage, he brought me within to the secret things. Here sighs, laments, and deep wailings were resounding through the starless air; wherefore at first I wept thereat. Strange tongues, horrible utterances, words of woe, accents of anger, voices high and faint, and sounds of hands with them, were making a tumult which whirls always in that air forever dark, like the sand when the whirlwind breathes.

For whence did Dante take the materials for his hell but from this our actual world? And yet he made a very proper hell of it.

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.

Strangely, Dante's Divine Comedy did not produce a prose of that creative height or it did so after centuries.

I spent some time in Hell.

Dante Alighieri has the most glorious imagination of modern poetry. So it's talking about us, it's concerning us. Everything in it conveys sentiment, emotions. He is really the greatest poet ever. So I am really very proud to present the shining pearl of Italian culture around the world.

All right, then, I'll say it: Dante makes me sick.

'The Divine Comedy' is very sophisticated but also very popular.

Hell has been described as a pocket edition of Chicago.

God will roast their stomachs in hell at the hands of Iraqis.

The hosts of Hell have built their throne in England’s realm.

The ninth, the worst circle of the Inferno - Dante intended it for traitors.

If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heaven. No more damned magic.

A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace, flamed; yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Serv'd only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all; but torture without end.

There had to be a circle of Hell where you were eternally fourteen, eternally in junior high. One of the lower circles.

I guess that's why they call it Hell.

I am convinced that boredom is one of the greatest tortures. If I were to imagine Hell, it would be the place where you were continually bored.

The damned are in the abyss of Hell, as within a woeful city, where they suffer unspeakable torments, in all their senses and members, because as they have employed all their senses and their members in sinning, so shall they suffer in each of them the punishment due to sin.

The bodies of the damned shall be crowded together in hell, like grapes in a wine-press, which press one another till they burst; every distinct sense and organ shall be assailed with its own appropriate and most exquisite sufferings.

Hell is the centre of evils and, as you know, things are more intense at their centres than at their remotest points.

Bad people don't go to hell, they are already there.

When Dante described the circles of Hell, he clearly forgot the one where a hungry pixie sits on one's shoulder for eternity.