Maxioms by Dante Alighieri
In His will is our peace.
In His will is our peace.
O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!.
O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!.
We must overact our part in some measure, in order to produce any effect at all.
We must overact our part in some measure, in order to produce any effect at all.
In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight read more
In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.
