“ The signs of the old flame, I know them well.I pray that the earth gape deep enough to take me downor the almighty Father blast me with one bolt to the shades,the pale, glimmering shades in hell, the… Virgil
“ ..and why the winter suns so rush to bathe themselves in the seaand what slows down the nights to a long lingering crawl... Virgil
“ Facilis descensus Averno:Noctes atque dies patet atri ianua Ditis;Sed revocare gradium superasque evadere ad auras,Hoc opus, hic labor est.(The gates of Hell are open night and day;Smooth the descent,… Virgil
