If Thou Follow Thy Star, Thou Canst

Here Pity Only Lives When It Is Dead - Virgil

Eternal Love Made Me.

In Judgement Be Ye Not Too Confident, Even As A Man Who Will Appraise His Corn When Standing In A Field, Ere It Is Ripe.

There Is A Place In Hell Called The Malebolge.

The Man Who Lies Asleep Will Never Waken Fame.