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!
The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is.
The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is.
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.
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.
