Quotes About Hell

William Blake cursed the flesh for a clod, Yet of some of his sayings we Moderns have heard tell: 'The nakedness of woman is the work of God', Or that title--The Marriage of Heaven and Hell.

Sailors ought never to go to church. They ought to go to hell, where it is much more comfortable.

We were raised Methodists," Sue said. "But we converted to the Confederacy. There wasn't time for both." "War is hell," Ed deadpanned. "And it just might send us there.

Sophia," she said, "this is really not something to argue about. You can see for yourself that life is hard enough without being punished for it afterwards. We get comfort when we die, that's the whole idea." "It's not hard at all!" Sophia shouted. "And what are you going to do about the Devil, then? He lives in Hell!" For a moment Grandmother considered saying that there was no Devil either, but she didn't want to be mean.

There is a deep truth in this conception of Mara as Varsavarti. It means that the selfishness of man is Satan and the actual satisfaction of selfishness is Hell.

Hell is where time has stopped, where there's no more innovation. No horizon. No change. I sometimes think Hell would suit the British down to the ground, and that, given the chance, they'd vote for it.

Even God has a hell: his love of Mankind.

They say that in the second before our death, each of us understands the real reason for our existence, and out of that moment, heaven or hell is born.

They say that in the second before our death, each of us understands the real reason for our existence, and out of that moment, Heaven or Hell is born. Hell is when we look back during that fraction of a second and know that we wasted an opportunity to dignify the miracle of life. Paradise is being able to say at that moment: I made some mistakes, but I wasn`t a coward. I lived my life and did what I had to do.

If even God has a hell, which is his love for mankind, then any man has his hell within easy reach, and that's his love for his family.

If there be devils, would I were a devil, To live and burn in everlasting fire, So I might have your company in hell, But to torment you with my bitter tongue!

Heav'n has no rage like love to hatred turn'd Nor Hell a fury like a woman scorn'd.

We knew that Red Deer would be a bad gig as soon as we entered the city limits, where a giant Shell sign with the S burnt out blinked at us from a sixty-foot pole. Welcome to HELL.

It was officially known as Kwan-li-so Number 18. That meant Penal Labor Colony in Korean. It was a concentration camp. It was a gulag. It actually was hell, near the Taedong River in North Korea's P'yongan-namdo province.

Hell no. Anybody sues me I ain't got no money. See, that's the poor person's best insurance policy: no assets.

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The sun like a sneaky keyhole view of hell.

I'll follow thee and make a heaven of hell, To die upon the hand I love so well.

If I were to kiss you then go to hell, I would. So then I can brag with the devils I saw heaven without ever entering it.

Well, then, go you into hell? BEATRICE No, but to the gate; and there will the devil meet me, like an old cuckold, with horns on his head, and say 'Get you to heaven, Beatrice, get you to heaven; here's no place for you maids:' so deliver I up my apes, and away to Saint Peter for the heavens; he shows me where the bachelors sit, and there live we as merry as the day is long.

Conscience is but a word that cowards use, Devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe: Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law. March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell; If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell.

And Caesar's spirit, raging for revenge, With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry Havoc! and let slip the dogs of war, That this foul deed shall smell above the earth With carrion men, groaning for burial.

Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him, And all their ministers attend on him.

Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world; now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.