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Dante AlighieriRead
Through me you pass into the city of woe: Through me you pass into eternal pain: Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: To rear me was the task of power divine, Supremest wisdom, and primeval love. Before me things create were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I shall endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
Interpretation
This quote illustrates the threshold to despair and the permanence of suffering and justice.
In this excerpt from Dante Alighieri's 'Inferno,' the speaker describes the entrance to Hell, emphasizing the irreversible nature of despair and the consequences of human actions. It reflects on the themes of justice and divine power, suggesting that the eternal suffering within is a necessary consequence of moral laws, leading one to abandon all hope when entering this realm of lost souls.
In practice
In a discussion about moral philosophy, one might quote Dante's lines to emphasize the consequences of actions.
I saw within Its depth how It conceives_x000D_ _x000D_ All things in a single volume bound by Love_x000D_ _x000D_ of which the universe is the scattered leaves.
Before me things created were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
The customs and fashions of men change like leaves on the bough, some of which go and others come.
Heaven wheels above you, displaying to you her eternal glories, and still your eyes are on the ground.
Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks have set on fire the hearts of all men.
Thus you may understand that love alone is the true seed of every merit in you, and of all acts for which you must atone.
Something must always remain that eludes us ... For power to have an object on which it can be exercised, a space in which to stretch out its arms ... As long as I know there exists in the world someone who does tricks only for the love of the trick, as long as I know there is a woman who loves reading for reading's sake, I can convince myself that the world continues ... And every evening I, too, abandon myself to reading, like that distant unknown woman.
The young are heated by Nature as drunken men by wine.
My space chums think my unique hookup with humanity could be evolution's awkward attempt to jump-start itself up again. They're thinking just maybe, going crazy could be the evolutionary process trying to hurry up mind expansion. Maybe my mind didn't snap. Maybe it was just trying to stretch itself into a new shape. The cerebral cortex trying to grow a thumb of sorts.
And through the spaces of the dark Midnight shakes the memory As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes.
I live in my house as I live inside my skin: I know more beautiful, more ample, more sturdy and more picturesque skins: but it would seem to me unnatural to exchange them for mine.
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