Hell, madam, is to love no longer.

Hope is a risk that must be run.

Little things seem nothing, but they give peace, like those meadow flowers which individually seem odorless but all together perfume the air.

The modern state no longer has anything but rights; it does not recognize duties any more.

It is the perpetual dread of fear, the fear of fear, that shapes the face of a brave man.

A thought which does not result in an action is nothing much, and an action which does not proceed from a thought is nothing at all.

It's a fine thing to rise above pride, but you must have pride in order to do so.

The first sign of corruption in a society that is still alive is that the end justifies the means.

What does the truth matter? Haven't we mothers all given our sons a taste for lies, lies which from the cradle upwards lull them, reassure them, send them to sleep: lies as soft and warm as a breast!

Hell, madam, is to love no longer.

Faith is not a thing which one "loses," we merely cease to shape our lives by it.

Civilization exists precisely so that there may be no masses but rather men alert enough never to constitute masses.

The wish to pray is a prayer in itself. God can ask no more than that of us.

Truth is meant to save you first, and the comfort comes afterward.

No one ever discovers the depths of his own loneliness.

A poor man with nothing in his belly needs hope, illusion, more than bread.

Who are you to condemn another's sin? He who condemns sin becomes part of it, espouses it.

Purity is not imposed upon us as though it were a kind of punishment, it is one of those mysterious but obvious conditions of that supernatural knowledge of ourselves in the Divine, which we speak of as faith. Impurity does not destroy this knowledge, it slays our need for it.

Faith is not a thing which one 'loses', we merely cease to shape our lives by it.

Appearances are nothing.... And first of all they should not be feared, they are only dangerous to the weak.

A poor man with nothing in his belly needs hope illusion more than bread.

It is the perpetual dread of fear the fear of fear that shapes the face of a brave man.

Lust is a mysterious wound in the side of humanity; or rather, at the very source of its life! To confound this lust in man with t hat desire which unites the sexes is like confusing a tumor with the very organ which it devours, a tumor whose very deformity horribly reproduces the shape.

More often than not, nothingness is reluctantly and despairingly taken to be the only hypothesis possible when all the others have failed, since by definition it cannot be disproven and is beyond the scope of reason.

Hell, if I'd jumped on all the dames I'm supposed to have jumped on, I'd have had no time to go fishing.

What the hell difference does it make, left or right? There were good men lost on both sides.

A worker's paradise is a consumer's hell.

There's an inherent thing in me where, if things are going too smooth, I'll sabotage the hell out of them, just to make the music more of a sanctuary.

The Clinton administration launched an attack on people in Texas because those people were religious nuts with guns. Hell, this country was founded by religious nuts with guns. Who does Bill Clinton think stepped ashore on Plymouth Rock?

I just had one of those "what the hell are we doing" moments.

Mankind is not likely to salvage civilization unless he can evolve a system of good and evil which is independent of heaven and hell.

Capitalism without bankruptcy is like Christianity without hell.

Looking back, I think we were all quite mature, surprisingly responsible. In earlier wars, boys of our age had just gone off to raise hell or enlist or both, but we stayed dutifully at our desks doing tomorrow's homework.

As memory may be a paradise from which we cannot be driven, it may also be a hell from which we cannot escape.

It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, more vengeance, more desolation. War is hell.

Hell hath no fury like a liberal scorned.

How well I have learned that there is no fence to sit on between heaven and hell. There is a deep, wide gulf, a chasm, and in that chasm is no place for any man.

I would rather my soul broil in hell than I do you any harm.

In Hell all the messages you ever left on answering machines will be played back to you.

I'm not a humanitarian, I'm a hell-raiser.

I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.

Why? Will no man ever do something without a why? Just like that? For the hell of it?

Our little house was way back in the country. We had one house close to us, and hell the next one would've been a mile. If you got sick, you could holler and wouldn't nobody hear you.

If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.

I never did give anybody hell. I just told the truth and they thought it was hell.

The compact which exists between the North and the South is a covenant with death and an agreement with hell.

Christianity supplies a Hell for the people who disagree with you and a Heaven for your friends.

There is many a boy here today who looks on war as all glory, but, boys, it is all hell.

There's nothing wrong with being gay. I have plenty of friends who are going to hell.