Quotes About Brimstone

Fire, brimstone and impending apocalypse have always had great success in the pulpit, and the apocalypse is always easier to imagine than the strange circuitous routes to what actually comes next.

If this dysfunctional family was the best Sodom had to offer by way of morals, some might begin to feel a certain sympathy with God and his judicial brimstone.

I'm a passionate entrepreneur. I'm like fire and brimstone sometimes. And so there are times when I'll go - I'll get too into the weeds and too into the debate, because I'm so passionate about it.

From his brimstone bed, at break of day,A-walking the Devil is gone,To look at his little snug farm of the world,And see how his stock went on.

Why does not God, if he really hates the wicked, as he is said to do, send down brimstone and fire, and consume them altogether?" "You

Well, there, sir, is another proof that good people are never rewarded on this earth, and that none but the wicked prosper. Ah," continued Caderousse, speaking in the highly colored language of the south, "the world grows worse and worse. Why does not God, if he really hates the wicked, as he is said to do, send down brimstone and fire, and consume them altogether?

And, furthermore, wherever they go, men may know these Alchemists by the smell of brimstone. For all the world, they stink as does a goat. Their reek is so pungent and so rancid that, though a man be a mile from them, the foul stench will infect him, trust me.

Don Juan's supernatural antagonist hurled those who refuse to repent into lakes of burning brimstone, there to be tormented by devils with horns and tails. Of that antagonist, and of that conception of repentance, how much is left that could be used in a play by me dedicated to you?

It's hard to see how I could have been given a clearer warning that this was a bad idea unless it had started raining brimstone and I'd been visited by a plague of boils.

The minister gave out his text and droned along monotonously through an argument that was so prosy that many a head by and by began to nod – and yet it was an argument that dealt in limitless fire and brimstone and thinned the predestined elect down to a company so small as to be hardly worth the saving.

The shadows were not terrifying. They were the proof that light exists. The fire and brimstone were all a mirage. The clouds nothing but steam inside a bathroom. All he needed to do was wipe away the mirror. He didn't need a key. He was the key.

Menegai Crater overlooks the township and the lake. In the time of man it has breathed no brimstone, and barely a wisp of smoke. But in the annals of the Rift Valley which contains all this as a sea contains a coral atoll or a desert a dune, the time of man is too brief a period to deserve more than incidental recording.

I wonder ... if Mars is hell? Only waiting for our arrival before it bursts into brimstone and fire.

The sun's nearly level with the horizon, right behind his head, making this weird halo effect around his face—as if! I'm surprised he doesn't smell like brimstone. He probably has a red pitchfork and hides horns under his hair.

Then the lightning struck. A massive display of multiple lightning strikes painted the sky with a frightening brush. It lit the combustible elements in the whirlwind. A rainstorm of fire and brimstone from heaven engulfed the four cities of the plain in a furnace of sulfurous flames. Nothing survived.

Brimstone was great. That was another occasion when they called me in to do the pilot and it turned into a regular job, which made me quite happy. It was another really good experience and we were all so surprised when they pulled the plug on it.

Like women in general, like Aries women in particular, like redheaded Aries women in greater particular, she loathed to be misunderstood. Injustice against others outraged her, injustice against herself set her to boiling like brimstone soup.

Condemn an Englishman to hell, and he'd plant a bed of petunias and roll out a nice bowling-green on the brimstone.

There was no more happiness. But under the misery, there was hope. That the name brimstone had given her was more than a whim. That this was not the end.

I was... blaspheming my luck in a way that made my breath smell of brimstone.

you dwell, said he, in the city of Destruction, the place also where I was born: I see it to be so; and dying there, sooner or later, you will sink lower than the grave, into a place that burns with fire and brimstone: be content, good neighbours, and go along with me.

Where does the evidence that absolves low-frequency electromagnetic radiation come from? From those very same necromancers-scientists!-who conjured up the evil stuff in the first place. Once the tag "unnatural" has been firmly affixed, it is very difficult to shed. The odor of brimstone persists, and the strongest objective evidence cannot dispel it entirely.