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There sighs, lamentations and loud wailings resounded through the starless air, so that at first it made me weep; strange tongues, horrible language, words of pain, tones of anger, voices loud and hoarse, and with these the sound of hands, made a tumult which is whirling through that air forever dark, and sand eddies in a whirlwind.
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The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who, in times of great moral crisis, maintain their neutrality.
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In the middle of the journey of our life I found myself astray in a dark wood where the straight road had been lost sight of.
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For what is liberty but the unhampered translation of will into act?
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In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.
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