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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.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine . . . . War is hell.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine . . . . War is hell.
If you're going through hell, keep going.
If you're going through hell, keep going.
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.
But he knoweth not that the dead are there; and that her guests
are in the depths of hell.
But he knoweth not that the dead are there; and that her guests
are in the depths of hell.
From all sides there is equally a way to the lower world.
[Lat., Undique ad inferos tantundem viae est.]
From all sides there is equally a way to the lower world.
[Lat., Undique ad inferos tantundem viae est.]
Hell begins on the day when God grants us a clear vision of all that we might have achieved, of read more
Hell begins on the day when God grants us a clear vision of all that we might have achieved, of all the gifts which we have wasted, of all that we might have done which we did not do
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in read more
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like 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.