Because the hero of the Inferno is also the writer, we have to look at both aspects of him—Dante the author and Dante the character. What we won't look at is the (freaking awesome) 1997 volcano-disaster movie Dante's Peak. And don't worry, we'll keep the two Dantes separate for you.
Dante The Author
Mainly, the difference between author-Dante and character-Dante is that author-Dante writes to us from the future. He can be identified as the real-life Dante, having already (so he says) experienced Hell and now reflecting on his life-changing—and probably death-changing—experience.
One way we can tell author-Dante apart from character-Dante is that the former drops hints about things that will happen to his character self. And all of the sinners' prophecies just happens to come true. Of course, what’s considered "prophecy" to character-Dante is history to author-Dante. Basically, we can look at author-Dante as a more mature and slightly jaded version of character-Dante. After all, he's been through Hell. Who wouldn't be jaded?
Whenever discussing his own writing, author-Dante speaks really highly of himself. He begins throwing around his weight, comparing himself to the old masters of poetry and often finding himself superior. Dude even has the cajones to say that he's better at describing serpents than Ovid:
Let Lucan now be silent, where he sings
of sad Sabellus and Nasidius,
and wait to hear what flies off from my bow.
Let Ovid now be silent, where he tells
of Cadmus, Arethusa; if his verse
has made of one a serpent, one a fountain,
I do not envy him; he never did
transmute two natures, face to face, so that
both forms were ready to exchange their matter. (Inf. XXV, 94-102)
Of course we have to take into account that he is talking about his own poetry and might be slightly biased. But, skeptical reader, Dante has every right to brag. He’s just plain good at what he does. Not only is he writing about a larger-than-life topic which nobody has addressed before (Hell and the other divine realms), but he does it in a language that’s decidedly not Church Latin.
While he throws in all the fancy tricks that scholars love, he writes on a level that the common Italian person can understand. In other words, Dante writes in a conversational style. Translators often ignore this, preferring instead the lofty coattails-and-cumberbund tone of… say…Virgil.
Dante The Character
Let’s just say it: Dante’s kind of a softie. At least in the first half of the Inferno. We understand that going for a stroll in Hell can be traumatic—Dante passes out from pity twice in the first six cantos:
And while one spirit [Francesca] said these words to me,
the other [Paolo] wept, so that – because of pity
– I fainted, as if I had met my death.
And then I fell as a dead body falls. (Inf. V, 139-142)
And we’ve lost count of how many times he breaks into tears. But you have to admit that Dante’s got heart. Perhaps we can understand his sympathy for the first few sinners like Francesca or Ciacco. But Ugolino? He watched his children die and then possibly ate them.
Empathy is one of Dante’s greatest attributes. Compassion is his cup o’ tea and he can see the deep pathos in each punishment as well as the need-for-love part of every sinner’s black soul. In Hell, of course, such a forgiving viewpoint is bound to go astray.
Virgil does make Dante toughen up a little as they go on. In reality, he doesn’t have much to do. Dante picks up the tough guy vibe pretty quickly:
And I to him [Filippo Argenti]: "I’ve come, but I don’t stay;
but who are you, who have become so ugly?"
He answered: "You can see – I’m one who weeps."
And I to him: "In weeping and in grieving,
accursed spirit, may you long remain;
though you’re disguised by filth, I know your name."
Then he stretched both his hands out toward the boat,
at which my master quickly shoved him back,
saying: "Be off there with the other dogs!" That done, he threw his arms around my neck
and kissed my face and said: "Indignant soul,
blessed is she who bore you in her womb!" (Inf. VIII, 34-42)
He's raging at Filippo Argenti, arguing with Farinata, ranting against Pope Nicholas III, threatening Bocca with violence, and even breaking a promise to Fra Alberigo. After each round of righteous indignation, Virgil claps Dante on the back and congratulates him for putting yet another sinner in his place. Thus, Dante is learning to slam the sinners and quash his natural sense of pity.
But wait a second. Doesn’t the act of calling "rudeness… a courtesy" sound vaguely familiar? Like "chang[ing] a no to a yes"? In condemning the sinners, Dante may be participating in the very crimes he denounces. Like giving into wrath by pushing Filippo off the boat, and turning against his fellow Florentine Bocca just as Bocca betrayed his troops.
The big revelation is that Dante is human, not some holier-than-thou spirit. He, too, is capable of sin. When worked up, Dante can lose it with the most wrathful of the Wrathful and mess with words’ meanings just like those filthy falsifiers. The only difference is that Dante is doing it for the love of God, against people already judged as evil.
Whether or not these complications really make a difference may be a moot point. But if you’ve noticed, our hero has gone from a bleeding-heart Dante to Dante the punisher. Polar opposites, but both sinful in their own way; first, Dante’s hasty pity shows a weakness of judgment and later, Dante’s damning rhetoric is kind of hypocritical.
Dante And Virgil
Our dynamic duo. Virgil and Dante. And Dante holds an awful lot of admiration for Virgil: he's a total fanboy. He expresses this in water imagery—it’s an unusual way to show love, but hey, he’s a poet. His very first words to Virgil compare him to a fountain:
[Dante]: "And are you then that Virgil, you the fountain
that freely pours so rich a stream of speech?"
I answered him with shame upon my brow.
"O light and honor of all other poets,
may my long study and the intense love
that made me search your volume serve me now.
You are my master and my author, you –
the only one from whom my writing drew
the noble style for which I have been honored." (Inf. I, 79-87)
He later he calls Virgil "the sea of all good sense." Dante paints this wonderful image of knowledge and learning that can flow from one source to the other and so is open to anyone who makes the effort to unlock the dam. But all metaphors aside, both share an earnest mutual respect.
The two have a bunch in common. Both are epic poets. Both come from the boot-shaped peninsula now called Italy. Both are very concerned with the meaning of piety. So they have lots to talk about. Dante plays the role of a good student—asking questions, listening to sinners’ stories, and imitating Virgil. Virgil acts the part of the sage professor, while Dante’s your typical overachiever.
Except all is not well in the Academy of Poets. Dante learns at light speed and Virgil makes the mistake of… well… failing at the gates of Dis. So after Canto IX, Dante begins sassing off to Virgil. It happens in Canto XI, then again in Canto XXVI, and also in Canto XXIX. You get the idea. He’s not rude, but his "Yes, sensei" attitude is gone. Along with his parallel development of the habit of blasting sinners instead of crying with them, Dante is gaining confidence in the words exchanged with Virgil. However, Dante’s cockiness towards his teacher seems to do both men good, because they slowly grow more open in calling out each other’s faults or lapses of judgment.
By the end, it’s clear that Virgil still has the greater encyclopedic memory than Dante, but Dante student has learned a lot. Might there be reason to suspect that he surpasses his master morally?