Through me you pass into the city of woeThrough me you pass into eternal painThrough me among the people lost for aye.Justice the founder of my fabric movedTo rear me was the task of power divine,Supremest wisdom, and primeval love.Before me things create were none, save thingsEternal, and eternal I shall endure.All hope abandon, ye who enter here.

Dante Alighieri

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

Dante Alighieri

Art, as far as it is able, follows nature, as a pupil imitates his master; thus your art must be, as it were, God’s grandchild.

Dante Alighieri

All hope abandon, ye who enter here!

Dante Alighieri