The Whole Universe Is But The Footprint

There, Pride, Avarice, And Envy Are The Tongues Men Know And Heed, A Babel Of Depsair

Justice Divine Has Weighed: The Doom Is Clear. All Hope Renounce, Ye Lost, Who Enter Here.

A Man's Renown Is Like The Hue Of Grass, Which Comes And Goes.

Midway In Our Life's Journey, I Went Astray From The Straight Road And Woke To Find Myself Alone In A Dark Wood.

Because Your Question Searches For Deep Meaning, I Shall Explain In Simple Words