There's Not The Least Thing Can Be

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

There Is In Hell A Place Stone-built Throughout, Called Malebolge, Of An Iron Hue, Like To The Wall That Circles It About.

Before Me Things Created Were None, Save Things Eternal, And Eternal I Endure. All Hope Abandon, Ye Who Enter Here.

Lost Are We, And Are Only So Far Punished, That Without Hope We Live On In Desire.

I Wept Not — So To Stone I Grew Within.