The Philosopher
Dante Alighieri
The face
The background
- Nationality:
- Italian
- Schools:
- Dolce Stil Novo
- Branchs:
- political theory
- Period:
- Late Middle Ages
The synopsis
Dante Alighieri (c. May 1265 – September 14, 1321) was an Italian poet, writer, and philosopher. His "Divine Comedy" is considered one of the most important poems of the Middle Ages and the greatest literary work in the Italian language. He broke with tradition by writing in the vernacular (Tuscan dialect), which helped establish the modern Italian language. His work influenced Western art and literature, and he is known as the "father" of the Italian language.
The works
La Vita Nuova
Convivio
De Monarchia
Divine Comedy
De vulgari eloquentia
The quotes
The darkest places in hell are reserved for those who maintain their neutrality in times of moral crisis.
You shall find out how salt is the taste of another man's bread, and how hard is the way up and down another man's stairs.
The secret of getting things done is to act!
Heat cannot be separated from fire, or beauty from The Eternal.
He listens well who takes notes.
At this high moment, ability failed my capacity to describe.
O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!
Be as a tower firmly set; Shakes not its top for any blast that blows.
Will cannot be quenched against its will.
Small projects need much more help than great.
Worldly fame is but a breath of wind that blows now this way, and now that, and changes name as it changes direction.
I wept not, so to stone within I grew.
Art, as far as it is able, follows nature, as a pupil imitates his master; thus your art must be, as it were, God's grandchild.
Heaven wheels above you, displaying to you her eternal glories, and still your eyes are on the ground.
Remember tonight... for it is the beginning of always.
Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks have set on fire the hearts of all men.
Consider your origins: you were not made to live as brutes, but to follow virtue and knowledge.
Beauty awakens the soul to act.
From a little spark may burst a flame.
In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.
Follow your own star!
If the present world go astray, the cause is in you, in you it is to be sought.
The customs and fashions of men change like leaves on the bough, some of which go and others come.
No one thinks of how much blood it costs.
Nature is the art of God.
There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.
The sad souls of those who lived without blame and without praise.
The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is.
All hope abandon, ye who enter here!
A mighty flame followeth a tiny spark.
I love to doubt as well as know.