Hell Quotes
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I've learned during my life that if I am in hell, I make my own glory. I've also been in glory, and perhaps I've made my own hell, but I certainly don't take anyone down with me.
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I'm bad and I'm going to hell, and I don't care. I'd rather be in hell than anywhere where you are.
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Papa didn't cuss, he didn't raise a whole lot of fuss. But when we did wrong, Papa beat the hell out of us.
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How the hell do I know what I find incredible? Credibility is an expanding field... Sheer disbelief hardly registers on the face before the head is nodding with all the wisdom of instant hindsight.
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If there's hell below, we're all gonna go.
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What the hell is an oboe?
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I still dwelled deep in my elected paradise--a paradise whose skies were the color of hell-flames--but still a paradise.
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Out, damned spot! out, I say! One: two: why, then 'tis time to do't. Hell is murky!
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The cunning livery of hell.
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There was no way in hell I was going to jeopardize my baby for my show.
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There is a day coming when there will be a religion without repentance, a salvation without the Holy Ghost, a Heaven without Hell.
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Gentlemen, for the first 60 feet that was a hell of a pitch.
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I started on the downers which were a hell of a lot better than the uppers because I was a nervous wreck.
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The gates of Hell are terrible to behold, are they not?
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You dream love like it’s some shitty little motel - you check in and you check out like hell. Well, in case you couldn’t tell I ain’t your old guitar that you leave out in the back of your car that you never play, but you say that you’re gonna play…
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I got what I have now through knowing the right time to tell terrible people when to go to hell.
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I don't know if paradise or hell exist, but I'm sure hell is more groovy.
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I'm not crazy about arenas just because I can sell them out. It doesn't do anything for my ego at all. I want to play places where people don't have to sit in the nosebleed seats and wonder what the hell is going on.
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I remember the few times that happened to me in writing, where you basically start writing and you look at the clock and six hours have gone by and you're, like, "Whoa! What the hell just happened?" And that piece ends up in the final product even though the final product is three years away. It doesn't get rewritten. It came out the right way. But that's happened to me so few times in my life.
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I've got the Jewish guilt and the Irish shame and it's a hell of a job distinguishing which is which.
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Just knock hell out of it with your right hand.
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I'd rather go to hell than be in purgatory...
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For my part, I wish all guns with their belongings and everything could be sent to hell, which is the proper place for their exhibition and use.
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Got tight last night on absinthe and did knife tricks. Great success shooting the knife underhand into the piano. The woodworms are so bad and eat hell out of all the furniture that you can always claim the woodworms did it.
