Quotes About Hell

There are ways that seem to men to be good, the end whereof is in the depths of hell.

The devil is no fool. He can get people feeling about heaven the way they ought to feel about hell. He can make them fear the means of grace the way they do not fear sin. And he does so, not by light but by obscurity, not by realities but by shadows, not by clarity and substance but by dreams and the creatures of psychosis.

Why should anyone be shattered by the thought of hell? It is not compulsory for anyone to go there. Those who do, do so by their own choice, and against the will of God, and they can only get into hell by defying and resisting all the work of Providence and grace. It is their own will that takes them there, not God's.

Their father told the kids that there is no hell! And my daughter says she wants to move away from our 'fundamentalism.' So I guess it's up to me." Her voice is almost ragged with exasperation.

I have decided to escape, to defy the shogun. Today I will begin walking the road to hell. But you will choose your own path. So, soon you may be seeing heaven. Choose the sword, and you will join me. Choose the ball and you join your mother, in death. You don't understand my words, but you must choose. So… come boy, choose life or death.

Standing with the headlights behind them, they looked like devils come from Hell itself.

Dean, you've been to Hell, I started the Apocalypse, and we're supposed to be possessed by an archangel and the devil. Now you're being skeptical?

You don't know hell till you stand in a damp dance hall in South Armagh as the crowd sing along to "Surfing Safari".

The defining element of hell was eternal conscious suffering. Here

Dante 19 had it wrong. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here leads to awakening, not to the realms of hell.

Facilis descensus Averno," he quoted from Virgil's Aeneid. Ryan found himself answering, by rote, The gates of hell are open night and day; Smooth the descent, and easy is the way: But to return, and view the cheerful skies, In this the task and mighty labor lies.

Zen people almost never talk about hell or sin. For the real problem is ignorance, especially ignorance about our true identity.

The fear o' hell 's a hangman's whip To haud the wretch in order; But where ye feel your honour grip, Let that aye be your border.

There is a desert on the moon where the dreamer sinks so deeply into the ground that she reaches hell.

are there also prisons in Hell for those who never saw the inside of one while they were alive? Incidentally - mustn't it be a peculiarly beautiful feeling to hit bottom in reality at least once, where there is no going down any further, but only upward beckons at best? Where for once one stands before the whole height of reality?

We were ashes to ashes fascinated by this movement, heaven bound invariably, for there is no hell anymore when it has arrived here on earth.

If a child is kidnapped from hell and carried to heaven, should we condemn the kidnapper?

I have no friends. Who are you? What are you doing here?" "Massster used to call me Legion before he called me Ssstupid Idiot." It moved one step closer, humming with giddiness. Grinning, fangs making another appearance. "Want to play?" Legion. Interesting. "One of a thousand what?" "Minionsss." Another step. Servants of hell, Wrath supplied with disgust. Useless, disposable, unworthy. Eat him. Aeron

General William T. Sherman

Then you compared a woman's love to Hell, To barren land where water will not dwell, And you compared it to a quenchless fire, The more it burns the more is its desire To burn up everything that burnt can be. You say that just as worms destroy a tree A wife destroys her husband and contrives, As husbands know, the ruin of their lives.

An imagined pleasure is never really the pleasure, but an imagined pain, in a very real sense, is the pain, because so much of pain is the consciousness of it. It makes itself objective. Whereas to think about pleasure is to step outside of it; to think about a presently felt pain is to step inside it. And in a very real sense, we've already got them in Hell.

When there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth.

The philosopher is Nature's pilot. And there you have our difference: to be n hell is to drift: to be in heaven is to steer.

A perpetual holiday is a good working definition of hell.