Love Can Move The Sun And The

Seldom Indeed Does Human Virtue Rise From Trunk To Branch.

Reason Flies When Following The Senses, On Clipped Wings.

There Is A Place In Hell Called The Malebolge.

Love Can Move The Sun And The Stars.

No Man May Be So Cursed By Priest Or Pope But What The Eternal Love May Still Return While Any Thread Of Green Lives On In Hope.