Hell Quotes - Page 28

If you seek the kernel, then you must break the shell. An likewise, if you would know the reality of Nature, you must destroy the appearance, and the farther you go beyond the appearance, the nearer you will be to the essence.

I draw a weekly comic strip called Life in Hell, which is syndicated in about 250 newspapers. That's what I did before The Simpsons, and what I plan to do for the rest of my life.

Who are we to create a heaven and hell for ourselves, excluding animals and plants in the bargain, just because we have the power to rationalize?

If I were to talk to Lindsay Lohan, I'd encourage her to get the hell out of acting and into something soothing. Take up botany or something.

Well, hello. My name is Lin. But if you're dyslexic, call me Nil.

Hell hath no fury like a woman who has accidentally napped.

She still felt shell-shocked by all of it, numb. Beneath the numbness, though, was a raw and terrible anger that was unlike anything she'd felt before. She had so little experience with genuine anger that it scared her. She actually worried that if she started screaming, she'd never stop.

Strange that creatures without backbones have the hardest shells.

What is the damnation of hell? To go with that society who have not obeyed His commands.

Hell is life drying up.

Conservatism is not about the party, because the party is merely the shell. It is the inside - it's the filling that really means something.

All hell broke loose.

Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell.

Nor from hell One step no more than from himself can fly By change of place.

We're in a battle for our lives for things that really matter to us. There's a shell game going on like I've never seen before.

Most cynics are really crushed romantics: they've been hurt, they're sensitive, and their cynicism is a shell that's protecting this tiny, dear part in them that's still alive.

It is better; heavier, crueler. The mouth you wear for hell.

The Old Man ain’t afraid of hell

Actually, it's a lot of fun to fight. You know, it's a hell of a hoot.

I learned to smile by going through hell. Now I know what hell is and you don't. I can't tell you how it is, cause you can't do it with words.

Hell itself is truth known too late

Errol Flynn and I are the only ones left who do any good old hell raising.

There is no hell, no inferno except the frenzy of living.

If you don't read poetry how the hell can you solve equations?

Work like hell, tell everyone everything you know, close a deal with a handshake, and have fun.