Beauty Awakens The Soul To Act.

I Made My Own House Be My Gallows.

There Is No Greater Sorrow Than To Recall Happiness In Times Of Misery.

Knowledge Comes Of Learning Well Retain'd, Unfruitful Else.

O Mortal Men, Be Wary Of How Ye Judge.

Through Me The Way Into The Suffering City, Through Me The Way To The Eternal Pain, Through Me The Way That Runs Among The Lost. Justice Urged On My High Artificer; My Maker Was Divine Authority, The Highest Wisdom, And The Primal Love. Before Me Nothing But Eternal Things Were Made, And I Endure Eternally. Abandon Every Hope, Ye Who Enter Here.