...ma gia volgena il mio disio e'l velle si come rota ch'igualmente e mossa, l'amor che move: i sole e l'altre stelle ...as a wheel turns smoothtly, free from jars, my will and my desire were turned by love, The love that moves the sun and the other stars.

All of nature is God's art.

If i thought i was replying to someone who would every return to the world, this flame would cease it's flickering. But since no one has returned from these depths alive, if what I've heard is true, I will answer you without fear of infamy.

Blessed are the peacemakers, For they have freed themselves from sinful wrath.

Abandon hope, all ye who enter here. [Omnes relinquite spes, o vos intrantes]

There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.

These dwell among the blackest souls,loaded down deep by sins of differing types.If you sink far enough,you'll see them all.