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"So this is hell. I'd never have believed it. You remember all we were told about the torture-chambers, the fire and brimstone, the "burning marl." Old wives' tales! There's no need for red-hot pokers. Hell is-other people!"
"The safest road to hell is the gradual one - the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts."
"People debate over whether or not there is a literal Hell, in the literal sense often described as fire and eternal torture, which, to many, seems to be too harsh a punishment. If men really want to fear something, they should be fearing separation from God, the supposedly more comforting alternative to a literal Hell. For separation from the authorship of love, mercy, and goodness is the ultimate torture. If you think a literal Hell sounds too bad, you are very much underestimating the pain of being absolutely, wholly separated from the goodness while exposed to the reality of the holiness of God."
"I remember Michael dribbling at the top of the key. Everybody knew to just get the hell out of his way."
"A perpetual holiday is a good working definition of hell."
Explore more quotes by Lord Byron
"Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life."
"My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then."
"For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear."
"I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all."
"To withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all."
"A mighty mass of brick and smoke and shipping Dirty and dusty but as wide as eye Could reach with here and there a sail just skipping In sight then lost amidst the forestry Of masts a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy A huge dun cupola like a fools-cap crown On a fool's head - and there is London Town."
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