"Your soul is sunken in that cowardice/that bears down many men, turning their course/and resolution by imagined perils,/as his own shadow turns the frightened horse." (Canto II, p. 25)
"I AM THE WAY INTO THE CITY OF WOE.
I AM THE WAY TO A FORSAKEN PEOPLE.
I AM THE WAY INTO ETERNAL SORRY.
SACRED JUSTICE MOVED MY ARCHITECT.
I WAS RAISED HERE BY DIVINE OMNIPOTENCE,
PRIMORDIAL LOVE AND ULTIMATE INTELLECT." (Canto III, p. 30)
"'The double grief of a lost bliss/is to recall its happy hour in pain.'" (Canto V, p. 50)
"'Sullen were we in the air made sweet by the Sun;/in the glory of his shining our hearts poured/a bitter smoke...'" (Canto VII, p. 64)
"'O sun which clears all mists from troubled sight,/such joy attends your rising that I feel/as grateful to the dark as to the light." (Canto XI, p. 92)
"Those three sad spirits looked at one another/like men who hear the truth and understand." (Canto XVI, p. 129)
"'The man who lies asleep/will never waken fame, and his desire/and all his life drift past him like a dream,/and the traces of his memory fade from time/like smoke in air, or ripples on a stream." (Canto XXIV, p. 190)
"A man prepared is a man hurt by delay." (Canto XXVIII, p. 221)
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