The day I became a writerit wasn’t the day a whore paid me in sexin exchange for one of my bookswhich happened often and more and moreas time went onit wasn’t the first time someone...

With the aid of a minute correction – that of the dispersing lens – in a gold frame perched on her nose, Miranda can see into hell.

The horror of Hell is an echo of the infinite worth of God’s glory.

We are not built for mountains and dawns and artistic affinities; they are for moments of inspiration, that is all. We are built for the valley, for the ordinary stuff of life, and this is...

Because to live in a world in which no one is forgiven, where all are irredeemable, is the same as living in hell.

I know that face. You were born in hell, you’re used to it.

Streets teemed with hell’s wretched souls. New dead with their gadgets and old dead from antiquity. Demons roamed the avenues and alleyways, tormenting hapless damned at random with branding irons, flaming pitchforks, and razor-wire whips....

{From Luther Burbank’s funeral. He was loved until he revealed he was an atheist, then he began to receive death threats. He tried to amiably answer them all, leading to his death}It is impossible to...

Okay, fine. But just so you know, following me into hell means you’re all definitely the sidekicks.

You turn the light on, you get all kinds of bugs.

That was their way, their heathenish hope; deep in their hearts they remembered hell.

Where have you come from boy?’He looked at her again.’From hell, to take you away in the night and eat you.

Imagine your life is a big canvas. Picture it in your mind and think about the beginnning of your painting of life.You’re fourteen yours old, and you are lucky if you have one seventh painted....

People often speak of hell, not wanting to go there, avoiding it..etc. I never had that problem because hell is a state of mind. Look around you; rape, murder, wars, hatred, envy…my friend; you’re already...

In that moment, hell may have ascended,Or heaven may have descended only to save me and prove,What I carry is an exaggerated memory of an imagined beautiful love.This love is tainted with treachery; it will...

Hell is truth seen too late.

God is always willing to give you the best life possible. If you change your mind at any time you are free to go back to enjoying hell.

Almost every time I make a building, some people will condemn it straight to Hell.

Indeed the safest road to Hell is the gradual one–the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts,…Your affectionate uncle, Screwtape.

Abolishers of the soul (materialists) are necessarily abolishers of hell, they, certainly, are interested. At all events, they are people who fear to live again–lazy people.

When Mr. Wilbur calls his play ‘Halfway to Hell,’ he underestimates the distance.

Hell is hell because, there, evil passes unremarked upon.

Be prepared for a bit of a stinker! My little lambs always start bleating when told they’re not going to Heaven.

He’s ready to write really candidly about his peaks and valleys and about how he has gone to hell and back.

The frightening thing is that, to enter hell, all one has to do is nothing.

Hell is oneself; Hell is alone, the other figures in it merely projections. There is nothing to escape from and nothing to escape to. One is always alone.

Somebody who is Christ’s must love Christ, and when he loves Christ he is delivered from the Devil, from hell and from death.

The only thing I do not see atheists denying is the existence of heaven and hell.

It is not possible to say too much about Christ. But it is quite possible to say too little about hell.

I often challenge the people, who can make my life hell, and I do it to break the chain of command and fear, I get their attention so badly, and I work very hard to...

Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.” Whoever means whoever. Not just some, not just the elect; that means that anyone who wants to come to God and repent may do...

She glanced outside at the sky, filled with clouds and smog. All the pollution, all that hell—even the stars didn’t stand a chance.

When you’re in hell, only a devil can point the way out.

Infernal world, and thou profoundest HellReceive thy new Possessor: One who bringsA mind not to be chang’d by Place or Time.The mind is its own place, and in it selfCan make a Heav’n of Hell,...

I got a kick out of those who whined about their soul. Worried they were losing it. Let’s get one thing straight, you didn’t lose your soul. You always knew where it was or where...

Sometimes the bridge that leads to heaven is the very hell itself!

It was one hell of a game. This was a battle from start to finish.

Smartass Disciple: Master, why heaven is up there and hell is down there ?Master of Stupidity: If otherwise, it wouldn’t be celebrated as ascension day.

I was walking among the fires of Hell, delighted with the enjoyments of Genius; which to Angels look like torment and insanity.

I told him I believed in hell, and that certain people, like me, had to live in hell before they died, to make up for missing out on it after death, since they didn’t believe...

That the saints may enjoy their beatitude and the grace of God more abundantly they are permitted to see the punishment of the damned in hell.

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.

When I speak of God, I mean that god who prevented man from putting forth his hand and taking also of the fruit of the tree of life that he might live forever; of that...

… a man needs no camel to ride to hell, yea, nor horse, nor mule; a man may ride into hell on his tongue…

Sin bites bitter. But oh, the sweet taste of salvation, that stirs the spirit!

He knows nothing about how this will all end, except that it will surely end. He tries to imagine himself into a future, somewhere past this point, but he cannot. There is nothing to do...

May we never go to hell, but always be on our way!

The are some things beyond human comprehension. i know that there’s a Heaven and a Hell, and I’ve seen what can come out of both. For now that’s all I need to know – Xavier...

A journey is a fragment of Hell.

AC/DC’s ‘Highway to Hell’ is the greatest meshing of vocal, guitar, and content I’ve ever heard. That’s what I aspire to.