There sighs, lamentations and loud wailings resounded through the star >>
Abandon all hope, you who enter here! >>
The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad trea >>
If I had been present at creation, I would have given some useful hint >>
I have done my fiddling so long under Vesuvius that I have almost forg >>
It's not how long life is but the quality of our life that is importan >>
The sad souls of those who lived without blame and without praise.