Hell Quotes

He found that he was still not at all certain that he was doing any good, aside from providing the drug of religious hope to timorous folk frightened of hell-fire and afraid to walk alone. ~ Elmer Gantry by Sinclair Lewis 'Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world. ~ Hamlet, Prince of Denmark by William Shakespeare "Men get tired of everything, of heaven no less than of hell; and that all history is nothing but a record of the oscillations of the world between these two extremes. An epoch is but a swing of the pendulum; and each generation thinks the world is progressing because it is always moving." ~ Man And Superman by George Bernard Shaw "Heav'n has no Rage, like Love to Hatred turn'd, Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn'd." ~ The Mourning Bride by William Congreve "Written over the gate here are the words 'Leave every hope behind, ye who enter.' Only think what a relief that is! For what is hope? A form of moral responsibility. Here there is no hope, and consequently no duty, no work, nothing to be gained by praying, nothing to be lost by doing what you like. Hell, in short, is a place where you have nothing to do but amuse yourself." ~ Man And Superman by George Bernard Shaw The mind is its own place, and in it self
Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven. ~ Paradise Lost by John Milton Better to reign in Hell, then serve in Heaven. ~ Paradise Lost by John Milton "I loved you madly; in the distasteful work of the day, in the wakeful misery of the night, girded by sordid realities, or wandering through Paradises and Hells of visions into which I rushed, carrying your image in my arms, I loved you madly." ~ The Mystery of Edwin Drood by Charles Dickens We are praying now for the repose of his soul. Hoping you're well and not in hell. Nice change of air. Out of the frying pan of life into the fire of purgatory. ~ Ulysses by James Joyce Hell is an idea first born on an undigested apple-dumpling; and since then perpetuated through the hereditary dyspepsias nurtured by Ramadans. ~ Moby Dick by Herman Melville