Ay, in the temple, in the town, the field, You do me mischief. Fie, Demetrius! Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex: We cannot fight for love, as men ay do; We should be woo'd, and were not made to woo. I'll follow thee, and make a heaven of hell, To die upon the hand I love so well.
O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a hell!
Facilis decensus averni. The descent into hell is easy.
The gates of Hell are open night and day; smooth the descent and easy is the way.
War is hell, but that's not the half of it, because war is also mystery and terror and adventure and courage and discovery and holiness and pity and despair and longing and love. War is nasty; war is fun. War is thrilling; war is drudgery. War makes you a man; war makes you dead.
Purpose! Purposes are for animals with a hell of a lot more dignity than the human race! Just hop on that strange torpedo and ride it to wherever it's going
It never looked as terrible as it was and it made her wonder if hell was a pretty place too. Fire and brimstone all right, but hidden in lacy groves.
There is something more terrible than a hell of suffering--a hell of boredom.
There are lots of guys out there who write a better prose line than I do and who have a better understanding of what people are really like and what humanity is supposed to mean - hell, I know that.
It'll be your damnation, boy. You'll wear out a hundred pairs of boots on your way to hell.
Jacob, did you know I Told You So has a brother? His name is Shut the Hell Up.
This is making me sick, Jacob. Can you imagine what this feels like to me? I don't even like Bella Swan. And you've got me grieving over this leech-lover like I'm in love with her, too. Can you see where that might be a little confusing? I dreamed about kissing her last night! What the hell am I supposed to do with that?
Neither heaven nor hell can keep me apart from you, Melanie.
I decided as long as I'm going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly.
I mean, we're all trying to find out who the hell we are, aren't we?
Why the hell shouldn't I run away with the circus?
He's my brother, my blood. He annoys the hell out of me most of the time, but when it comes right down to it I want to see him graduate from college and have little annoying mini-Alexes and mini-Brittanys running around in the future
Then, I heard the pounding again-and worse, my whole bed shook violently. Someone was kicking it. Opening my eyes again, I turned and found myself staring into Yeva's shrewd dark eyes. If Sydney had met many dhampirs like Yeva, I could understand why she thought our race were minions of hell.
But why would Victor and Robert take her? And how the hell did two old men subdue a teenage girl anyway?
Wild and disrespectful? Who the hell are you anyway? Outsourced help?
And even if we were hunting vampires, what the hell is the Silly Putty for?
Hell may have all the best composers, but heaven has all the best choreographers.
The next morning he boarded the train for the six-hour journey south that would bring him to the strange gothic spires and arches of St. Pancras Station. His mother gave him a small walnut cake that she had made for the journey and a thermos filled with tea; and Richard Mayhew went to London feeling like hell.
No. Seriously. Speak American and not this ancient and very fucked-up, confusing olden-day Euro crap. Without the confusing woo-woo refrences, explain why the hell you're writing Zoey off.
In spite of their love, they had made each other's life a hell. The fact that they loved each other was merely proof that the fault lay not in themselves, in their behavior or inconstancy of feeling, but rather in their incompatibility: he was strong and she was weak.
I was seized by remorse and the sense of guilt, which hurried me away to a hell of intense tortures as no language can describe
Whoever named Himmel Street certainly had a healthy sense of irony. Not that is was a living hell. It wasn't. But is sure as hell wasn't heaven, either.
She kissed me harder, breath huffing into my mouth, and bit my lip. Oh, hell that was amazing. I growled before I could stop myself.
It's Paradise, but we can't get out of it. And anything you can't get out of is Hell.