Apparently we once did business with a company with the word Cerberus in its name. When I learned of this I immediately thought of the story of Orpheus and Eurydice. This is such a beautiful story reading it brought tears to my eyes. It's the fifth and sixth paragraphs that really do it to me.
You probably know the story, but it's worth reading, even this abridged version. Of course, it all depends on the telling.
As he sang these tender strains, the very ghosts shed tears. Tantalus, in spite of his thirst, stopped for a moment his efforts for water; Ixion's wheel stood still; the vulture ceased to tear the giant's liver; the daughters of Danaus rested from their task of drawing water in a sieve; and Sisyphus sat on his rock to listen. Then for the first time, it is said, the cheeks of the Furies were wet with tears. Proserpine could not resist, and Pluto himself gave way.
