And he to me: The grievous quality
Of this their torment bows them so to earth,
That my own eyes at first contended with it;
But look there fixedly, and disentangle
By sight what cometh underneath those stones;
Already canst thou see how each is stricken.
Purgatorio, Canto X, 115-120
Discourse on Pride
- Superbia (Pride) by Jacques Cavallier
- "Highly conceptual... hence the scent does not exist!"