We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell

We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell

But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell,
And there hath been thy bane.

But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell,
And there hath been thy bane.

Heaven has a road, but no one travels it; Hell has no gate but men will dig to get there.

Heaven has a road, but no one travels it; Hell has no gate but men will dig to get there.

Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell
The tortures of that inward hell!

Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell
The tortures of that inward hell!

Sin makes its own hell, and goodness its own heaven.

Sin makes its own hell, and goodness its own heaven.

The heart of man is the place the devil dwells in; I feel
sometimes a hell dwells within myself.

The heart of man is the place the devil dwells in; I feel
sometimes a hell dwells within myself.

We spirits have just such natures
We had for all the world, when human creatures;
And, therefore, read more

We spirits have just such natures
We had for all the world, when human creatures;
And, therefore, I, that was an actress here,
Play all my tricks in hell, a goblin there.

Hell is the wrath of God--His hate of sin.

Hell is the wrath of God--His hate of sin.

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

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.