“Lasciate ogni speranza, voi ch’entrate!”
“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 endure.
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.”
(Dante Alighieri; 1265-1321).
Seems very appropriate to me.
Translation - You're stuffed mate, whichever way you wriggle.
Last edited by Kharon; 4th Jan 2012 at 05:07.
Reason: / por le pedanitca.