Open Your Mind To What I Shall

Where The Way Is Hardest, There Go Thou; Follow Your Own Path And Let People Talk.

…all Things Created Have An Order In Themselves, And This Begets The Form That Lets The Universe Resemble God.

How Come I Never Meet Any Nice Girls?

E Quindi Uscimmo A Riveder Le Stelle" ("and Thence We Came Forth To See Again The Stars")

Through Me You Pass Into The City Of Woe: Through Me You Pass Into Eternal Pain: Through Me Among The People Lost For Aye. Justice The Founder Of My Fabric Moved: To Rear Me Was The Task Of Power Divine, Supremest Wisdom, And Primeval Love. Before Me Things Create Were None, Save Things Eternal, And Eternal I Shall Endure. All Hope Abandon, Ye Who Enter Here.