And my Guide to me: “He will not wake again until the angel trumpet sounds the day on which the host shall come to judge all men. - Dante Alighieri

"97 Love, which in gentlest hearts will soonest bloom,
98 seized my lover with passion for that sweet body
99 from which I was torn unshriven to my doom.

100 Love, which permits no loved one not to love,
101 took me so strongly with delight in him
102 that we are one in Hell, as we were above.

103 Love led us to one death. In the depths of Hell
104 Caïna waits for him who took our live."
105 This was the piteous tale they stopped to tell.

(Inferno, Canto V)

Lying in a featherbed will not bring you fame, nor staying beneath the quilt, and he who uses up his life without achieving fame leaves no more vestige of himself on earth than smoke in the air or foam upon the water.

Temer deve-se a coisa em que o poder
de nos causar o mal se manifesta,
as outras não, das quais não há temer.