#incorrect divine comedy

[meditando-en-paris]

Virgil: I am at a loss for words!!

Dante: Despite being lost for words Virgil yelled at me for the next 45 minutes.

[incorrect-divine-comedy]

God's wrath will not be calmed by soup, however hot

Beatrice, Purgatorio Canto XXI iirc (John Ciardi translation)

[anthonynotgreen]

Dante: I miss the beloved city of my birth

Also Dante: Florence my love, don't be offended that my rant about political corruption hasn't mentioned you yet, you're on a whole other level of political corruption

[meditando-en-paris]

Virgil: I think we re gonna have to kill this guy, Dante. Dante: Oh, boy.

[meditando-en-paris]

Virgil: I've got a plan.

Dante: Me too!

Virgil: What's your plan?

Dante: To listen to your plan!

Virgil: Good plan!

Buon Dantedì!!

[meditando-en-paris]

Dante: Virgil, tell me what time you were born to calculate your astral chart.

Virgil: Dante, you can't predict a person's life from the position of the stars when they were born. The complex life of a person depends on his continuous vital choices.

Dante: How weird. That's more typical of a Scorpio than a Libra.

[meditando-en-paris]

Beatrice to Dante *pointing at Hell*: Do you want a ride?

Virgil: He's alive!

Beatrice: What am I supposed to do with him!?

[meditando-en-paris]

Virgil: It can't be that bad.

Dante: It's VERY bad...

Virgil: What did you do?

Dante: I broke Beatrice's laurel wreath by accident and then lied to her.

Virgil: She's going to kick you to Hell.