abandon all hope

My guide and I came on that hidden road to make our way back into the bright world; and with no care for any rest, we climbed - he first, I following – until I saw, through a round opening, some of those things of beauty Heaven bears. It was from there that we emerged, to see – once more – the stars.

As soon as a thin ray had made its way into that sorry prison, I saw, reflected in four faces, my own gaze, out of my grief, I bit at both my hands.

so, livid in the ice, up to the place where shame can show itself, were those sad shades, whose teeth were chattering with notes like storks’.

Myrrha loved her father past the limits of just love She came to sin with him by falsely taking another’s shape upon herself

He looked at me, and with his hands he spread his chest and said: “See how I split myself! See now how maimed Mohammed is!”

He threw the sinner down, then wheeled along the stony cliff: no mastiff’s ever been unleashed with so much haste to chase a thief.

And I became like those who stand as if they have been mocked, who cannot understand what has been said to them and can’t respond.

With him go those who cheated so: this is enough for you to know.

I wished to say (and yet my voice did not come as I thought): "See that you hold me tight." But he who - other times, in other dangers - sustained me, just as soon as I had mounted, clasped me within his arms and propped me up.

Just as the bull that breaks loose from its halter the moment it receives the fatan stroke, and cannot run but plunges back and forth, so did I see the Minotaur respond; and my alert guide cried: "Run toward the pass; it's better to descend while he's berserk."

Inferno IV, 99-102

Inferno II 64-66

Inferno I, 121-123

Inferno I, 58-60