Eternal Love Made Me.

And Here Dante Describes An Evidently Spherical World... "the Lamp Of The World [the Sun] Rises To Mortals Through Different Passages; But Through That Which Joins Four Circles With Three Crosses [the Position Of The Rising Sun At The Vernal Equinox] It Issues With A Better Course And Conjoined With Better Stars, And Tempers And Stamps The Wax Of The World More After Its Own Fashion. Although Such An Outlet Had Made Morning There And Evening Here, And All The Hemisphere There Was Bright, And The Other Dark..."

There Is A Place In Hell Called The Malebolge.

Love Is The Source Of Every Virtue In You And Of Every Deed Which Deserves Punishment.

Heat Cannot Be Separated From Fire, Or Beauty From The Eternal.

No One Thinks Of How Much Blood It Costs.