There is in hell a place stone-built throughout, Called Malebolge, of an iron hue, Like to the wall that circles it about.

The path to paradise begins in hell.

You did thirst for blood, and with blood I fill you

Abandon all hope, ye who enter here! (words inscribed over the gates of Hell

The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who, in times of great moral crisis, maintain their neutrality.

Through me is the way to the city of woe.
Through me is the way to sorrow eternal.
Through me is the way to the lost below. Justice moved my architect supernal.
I was constructed by divine power,
supreme wisdom, and love primordial.
Before me no created things were.
Save those eternal, and eternal I abide.
Abandon all hope, you who enter.