Maxioms by Dante Alighieri
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.
The customs and fashions of men change like leaves on the bough, some of which go and others come.
The customs and fashions of men change like leaves on the bough, some of which go and others come.
Avarice, envy, pride. Three fatal sparks, have set the hearts of all on Fire.
Avarice, envy, pride. Three fatal sparks, have set the hearts of all on Fire.
In the middle of the road of my life I awoke in the dark wood where the true way was read more
In the middle of the road of my life I awoke in the dark wood where the true way was wholly lost
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!.
