"...I am in the third
Circle, a realm of cold and heavy rain--

A dark accursed torrent eternally poured
With changeless measure and nature. Enormous hail
And tainted water mixed with snow are showered

Steadily through the shadowy air of hell;"

(Canto VI, 57)

"...Here arch-heretics lie--and groan

Along with all the converts that they made,
The followers of every sect, with like
Entombed with like. A greater multitude

Crowds into these graves than you may thing they take."

---(Canto IX, 93)

These two quotes deal with the size and uniformity of hell. The first really encompasses the feel I get from many passages. Phrases like " eternally poured," "changeless measure," and "Steadily" all contribute to this feeling of changeless-ness. Hell is eternal, it is huge, it is changeless. It rains down for ever and ever. And- it sucks. How would you like to have that as your weather forever and ever? But thats not the point. Hell is huge, massive beyond belief, and UNIFORM.
This brings me to my second passage. There is a great multitude in these tombs. In my mind, they stretch as far as the eye can see. Dante actually doesn't bother explaining them, so I will refer back to other passages. For example, on the river's banks, there was a huge multitude of people. They too stretched as far as the eye could see.
This isnt, in and of itself, too remarkable. A lot of people have died in human history. It makes sense that a lot of people would be taking up space in hell. However, this is not all. In these passages, I get feelings that the people in the Inferno were as eternal and changless as the rain in the first passage. They weren't unique or special. They were statistics.
Of course, this feeling is contradicted by the way Dante deals individually with many many spirits throughout todays reading. But at the same time, all of the people Dante interacts with, he knows. Everyone else is just a face to him, just a part of the hoarde. This makes sense. It also makes it easy for him to talk about his political stuff.
I actually had trouble finding a good second quote. Dante doesnt bother describing the hordes of people. He spends much more time on the demons and the indeviduals. The quote from Canto IX actually comes at the end of the Canto. It feels almost like an afterthought. The Furies and the being from Heaven steal the show, and garder much more attention. The focus of the story is not on the hordes. It is on the demons, and on indeviduals Dante once knew. That is my point. These two quotes show the endless repitition of hell, and the faceless horde which does not garder such attention.