Justice divine has weighed: the doom is clear. All hope renounce, ye lost, who enter here.

Through me you go into a city of weeping; through me you go into eternal pain; through me you go amongst the lost people

They find seven cornices on which penitent and redeemed sinners are cleansed by the grace of God. On the first cornice, that of Pride, the proud are learning humility: Our Father, dwelling in the Heavens, nowise As circumscribed, but as the things above, Thy first effects, are dearer in Thine eyes, Hallowed Thy name be and the Power thereof, By every creature, as right meet it is We praise the tender effluence of Thy love. Let come to us, let come Thy kingdom's peace.

Because there is no man who can be true and just judge of himself, so much will self-love deceive him.

The human race is in the best condition when it has the greatest degree of liberty.

Before me things created were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.

Oh blind! Oh ignorant, self-seeking cupidity which spurs us so in the short mortal life and steeps us so through all eternity!