Book: Purgatorio
Quotes of Book: Purgatorio
My son, you've seen the temporary fireand the eternal fire; you have reachedthe place past which my powers cannot see.I've brought you here through intellect and art;from now on, let your pleasure be your guide;you're past the steep and past the narrow paths.Look at the sun that shines upon your brow; look at the grasses, flowers, and the shrubsborn here, spontaneously, of the earth.Among them, you can rest or walk until the coming of the glad and lovely eyes--those eyes that weeping, sent me to your side.Await no further word or sign from me:your will is free, erect, and whole-- to actagainst that will would be to err: thereforeI crown and miter you over yourself book-quotefreedomweepingvirgil
