closer to perfection and pain (Dante)

I said, "Master, will these torments be increased,
or lessened, on the final Judgment Day,
or will the pain be just the same as now?”

And he: “Remember your philosophy:
the closer a thing comes to its perfection, more keen will be its pleasure or its pain. 

Although this cursed race of punished souls shall never know the joy of true perfection, more perfect will their pain be then than now."

Dante, The Divine Comedy: Inferno.  Canto VI

cuckoonebulopolis founded (Aristophanes)

Cuckoonebulopolis?
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Splendid! An absolutely gorgeous name!
...
Come now, you hurry out into the air
And serve the builders of our city wall.
Roll up your sleeves, tote gravel, mix the mortar,
Carry the hod ... and tumble off the ladder,
Set guards, and bank the fires, and go the rounds
With torch and bell, and sleep there on the job;
Dispatch a herald to the gods above,
Another to humanity below,
And then report to me.

- Aristophanes,  Birds

wings (Aristophanes)

Naught is better, naught more pleasant, than to grow a payor of wings.
At the theater, for instance, they'd be quite convenient things.

Aristophanes, Birds