Dante

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.
All hope abandon, ye who enter here."


(a simple do not enter sighn would have sufficed over the gates of hell. This is what happens when you get a creative bugger...they right things that normal people would not understand)