“But the stars that marked our starting fall away.We must go deeper into greater pain,for it is not permitted that we stay.”

“There is no greater sorrow then to recall our times of joy in wretchedness.”

“There is no greater sorrow than to recall in misery the time when we were happy.”

“From there we came outside and saw the stars”

“Thence we came forth to rebehold the stars.”

“The broken branch hissed loudly, and then thatwind was converted into these words: "Briefly willyou be answered.When the fierce soul departs from the body fromwhich it has uprooted itself, Minos sends it to theseventh mouth.It falls into the wood, and no place is assigned toit, but where chance hurls it, there it sprouts like agrain of spelt.It grows into a shoot, then a woody plant; theHarpies, feeding on its leaves, give it pain and awindow for the pain.Like the others, we will come for our remains, butnot so that any may put them on again, for it is notjust to have what one has taken from oneself.Here we will drag them, and through the sadwood our corpses will hang, each on the thornbrushof the soul that harmed it.”

“Through me you go into a city of weeping; through me you go into eternal pain; through me you go amongst the lost people”