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Seek and ye shall find.

Se her, mine brødre, en menneskeskjebne blant mange andre, og erkjenn at et menneskes liv kan ta seg ut som en dårlig spøk!

Seven Deadly Sins. Saligia is an acronym for: superbia, avaritia, luxuria, invidia, gula, ira, and acedia.

Și ca și-acel ce nu mai vrea ce-a vrut, schimbând prin noul gând pe cele-avute, așa că lasă totul ce-a-nceput, așa și eu sub poala coastei mute gândind îmi mistuii întreaga vrere ce-ntâi, spre-a-ncepe, atât mi-a fost de iute. -De-ți prind din vorbe bine-a ta durere- răspunse umbra cea mărinimoasă- ți-e sufletul curpins de-acea scădere, ce-abate-ades de ținta sa frumoasă pe om, astfel (oprind) ca năzărirea nălucii lui pe-o bestie fricoasă.

Some angels are too good to live their entire lives in this inferno. They come to Earth for only a short time because they have a mission.

There he died; and as thou seest me, saw I the three fall one by one, between the fifth day and the sixth: whence I betook me, already blind, to groping over each, and for three days called them, after they were dead; then fasting had more power than grief.

The Lord works in mysterious ways.

Sometimes the only choice is the lesser of two evils.

So, you care about me now,’ I said, meaning to make a joke of it, but it came out soft and low and full of something guttural that made me embarrassed. ‘Why?’ “Because I don’t know anybody like you. You’re like … a rare artefact. And it would be a shame if you got broken.’ Amusement spluttered from me in the most unattractive way. ‘Are you really comparing me to an antique right now? Oh my God, you nerd.” He started laughing, and the carefree melody of it swept me up until I was laughing too, and it was absurd because our families were being threatened and murdered and there we were squished together in a hundred-degree heat outside a maximum security prison, and we used to hate each other and now we were laughing so hard I had tears in my eyes. He composed himself first, but it took a while and I was left choking my laughter into silence. ‘What I meant was,’ his face twisted into a quiet smile that felt secret and deadly, ‘you’re a bright spark, Sophie. And I don’t want anyone to snuff you out.’ ‘Oh.’ Well I couldn’t make fun of that. Was I supposed to say something back? Wasn’t that how compliments worked? The silence was growing and suddenly his words felt heavy and important and he was so close to me and I was perspiring and panicking, and … and I said, ‘And you’re kind of like a snowflake.’ Oh, Jesus Christ. He masked his fleeting surprise with a quirked eyebrow. ‘Excuse me?’ ‘Nothing,’ I said quickly. ‘I didn’t say anything.’ ‘No, no,’ he said, rounding on me so his face was too close, his eyes too searing, his smile too irritating. ‘I’m a snowflake, am I?’ ‘Shut up. Seriously.’ I pulled wisps of loose hair around my cheeks. ‘Shut up.’ ‘I think you were trying to tell me I was special.’ ‘Icy,’ I said. ‘I meant you were icy.’ I could practically taste his glee. I was floundering, and he was relishing it. ‘And unique, in that you’re uniquely annoying,’ I added. ‘God, you’re annoying.

There is no greater sorrow than thinking back upon a happy time in misery--

There's a well kept secret to intense and heartfelt writing. Let your words bleed. (A new take on Hemingway's famous quote)

The stars possessed a more humble kind of beauty than the raging and burning centerpiece of our galaxy, and he loved the sound those distant diamonds seemed to make in the black silence. Like winking sirens luring lonely men to their deaths, drowning them in the inky sky. He was desperately in love with their mysterious nature and saw them as alluring and gentle masters of the heavens. Masters of perfection, those tiny spheres of cool light were, hanging fixed and strong in their celestial place. Perhaps he loved the stars because he was so much like them.

The writer, having lost his way in a gloomy forest, and being hindered by certain wild beasts from ascending a mountain, is met by Virgil, who promises to show him the punishments of Hell, and afterwards of Purgatory; and that he shall then be conducted by Beatrice into Paradise. He follows the Roman Poet.

Through me is the way to the city of woe. Through me is the way to sorrow eternal. Through me is the way to the lost below. Justice moved my architect supernal. I was constructed by divine power, supreme wisdom, and love primordial. Before me no created things were. Save those eternal, and eternal I abide. Abandon all hope, you who enter.

Un giorno, dal nulla, mi ha portato via da una vita d’inferno e mi ha dato le chiavi del paradiso, ma tutto ha un prezzo

Thy soul is by vile fear assailed

Trapped in inferno It blazed brighter than the sun His desire for her

Tutto nel suo passato, che sembrava volerla trascinare indietro, era tetro come l’Inferno e affilato come un pugnale.

we are burning like a chicken wing left on the grill of an outdoor barbecue we are unwanted and burning we are burning and unwanted we are an unwanted burning as we sizzle and fry to the bone the coals of Dante's 'Inferno' spit and sputter beneath us and above the sky is an open hand and the words of wise men are useless it's not a nice world, a nice world it's not ...

When two people are on the path of confrontation… a smallest spark is enough to convert into a devastating inferno.

What if you are just destined to get hurt, to be helplessly stuck in a point of time you no longer want to be? Maybe life is all about trying to get up while you fall a little bit deeper in the pits of hell, each time you try not to...

You came back because you’ve been running your whole life, and you finally realized you can’t run anymore.

Why do we allow people to abuse their children? Why don't we defend the sick and the weak? Why do we let soldiers round up our neighbors and make them wear a star on their clothing and cram them into boxcars? It isn't God who's evil-it's us.

You did thirst for blood, and with blood I fill you

A new release of Plan 9 happened in June, and at about the same time a new release of the Inferno system, which began here, was announced by Vita Nuova.

You hide it well, but I can see it, Lord Verniers. You hate us. We have beaten you to obedience but it's still there, like dry tinder waiting for a spark.

your soul has been assailed by cowardice, which often weighs so heavily on a man-- distracting him from honorable trials-- as phantoms frighten beasts when shadows fall.

I'm just so honored that the universe chose me to be the spark that has set off a raging inferno

His characters are ravaged, beaten. They walk through infernos and emerged charred doves.

I disconnected as a sleepy Seth stepped out of the bedroom. “Who’s Dante? Was that a collect call to the Inferno?” “They won’t accept the charges,” I murmured.

There comes a moment in history when ignorance is no longer a forgivable offense... a moment when only wisdom has the power to absolve. - Bertrand Zobrist

One should cultivate good habits of memory, for it is capable of making existence a Paradise or an Inferno.

Society: an inferno of saviors!

As you may know, when someone endures a horrific event like a car accident or a sexual assault, the long-term memories can be permanently debilitating.

Thus Dante's motto over Inferno applies with equal force to marriage: "Ye who enter here leave all hope behind.

[...] a autoestrada é um circo de emoções baratas e mesquinhas, é a humanidade em movimento [...] as autoestradas são uma lição sobre aquilo em que nos transformamos e os acidentes e as mortes são na maioria uma colisão de seres incompletos, de vidas lamentáveis e dementes. quando dirijo pelas autoestradas eu vejo a alma da humanidade da minha cidade e ela é feia, feia, feia: os vivos sufocaram o coração de vez.

Alema said, 'Are you mad?' Ship thought it probably was, since it was beginning to take liking to her, but that was beside the point. The Emperor-to-Be was trying to break free; all they needed to do was open a hole for him. 'Us and what fleet?' Choose one. Ship suggested. There are four.

Anything is possible when people believe in a cause.

Believe me, I know what it’s like to feel all alone … the worst kind of loneliness in the world is the isolation that comes from being misunderstood. It can make people lose their grasp on reality.

Caramelizados até o inferno os móveis secretavam sabe demônios quais gorduras, óleos e cera.

Bourbon, Kentucky bourbon especially, is like Dante’s Inferno in a glass, fire walks down your throat, lungs, and heart and everything in between with an unpleasant after-taste. We got along just fine.

Ben: 'Just...finish it.' Caedus: 'Finish it? Ben, we're just getting started.' --Ben Skywalker and Darth Caedus

Deep blackness waits outside; a veiled inferno it attempts to hide. We see no more than dark clouds growing, but set inside, a fire is glowing.

Empurrei meu corpo pra morte, enfim derrotada; me larguei sobre uma encosta íngreme e indevassável; caí rolando, esfolada por pedregulhos, esfaqueada por galhos até um córrego de esgoto? O qual continuou me empurrando para o além, próximo à morte, longe da vida; colado ao verso do inferno.

Dizem que o diabo só existe no quê, no inferno, mas para mim, Nicolau Pedro Nkanga, no meu nome de batismo, mais conhecido por kota Lau, na minha palavra de honra, juro com sangue de Cristo!, eu, Nicolau Pedro Nkanga, arrepito, vi nos meus olhos o diabo era mesmo pessoa nesta terra, com diabices dele, a me fazer as caretas, assim, as truquices dele, no quê, sacana, filho da mãe dele que lhe pariu e do pai dele também, o mau malvado do diabo. Um dia até que o gajo me apareceu mesmo no sonho, queria me matar, me puxar para ir com ele no inferno dele, veja sô!, o Senhor Santo Deus é que nos chama ou é o diabo que nos empurra só no buraco?!

El infierno existe porque existe el miedo

Enjoy it. One way or another, your days are numbered.

Green Inferno was the truth, everything can be saw, how we were in the privous centuries, how did we survive and many other interesting stuff. So do you have the guts?

Fama di loro il mondo esser non lassa; misericordia e giustizia li sdegna: non ragioniam di lor, ma guarda e passa.

Gonindu-ne-o prin cetăți închise din loc în loc, va-mpinge-o-n Iad de veci, de unde-ntâi invidia ne-o trimise. Spre-a ta scăpare cred și judec deci să-ți fiu conducător, și te voi scoate de-aici, făcând prin loc etern să treci, s-auzi cum urlă desperate gloate, să vezi și-antice duhuri osândite, ce-a doua moarte-a lor și-o strigă toate.