An infernal machine that produces every minute an impressive amount of poor, 26 million poor in 10 years are 2.6 million per year of new poor, this is the road, well, the road to hell.
I didn’t know what the hell Charlie Parker was playing… I just liked the way he played.
Pressure is something you feel when you don’t know what the hell you’re doing.
There will be a meeting of the great powers who will disagree, and the next noise we hear will be the screeching of elevators going up and down from heaven to hell.
If you write a novel where war is nothing but hell and no one experiences excitement or cracks a dark joke, then you’re not actually admitting the full experience.
Where does discipline end? Where does cruelty begin? Somewhere between these, thousands of children inhabit a voiceless hell.
My idea of going to hell is going somewhere where there are no books.
I’m always slightly envious of people who become extremely rich without anyone knowing who the hell they are, like financiers.
Whiskey is all right in its place – but its place is hell.
I had a hell of a time convincing people I was gay – which was so annoying!
Puberty extends into your twenties, for sure, and some people don’t get over that until much later in life. I feel like I’m just starting to get over puberty – basically twenty years of insufferable, totally self-obsessed hell.
Spotify stresses me the hell out.
Now is the time for all good men to run like hell.
I didn’t know who the hell I was. I was whoever they wanted me to be.
I don’t believe in an afterlife, so I don’t have to spend my whole life fearing hell, or fearing heaven even more. For whatever the tortures of hell, I think the boredom of heaven would be even worse.
I started on the downers which were a hell of a lot better than the uppers because I was a nervous wreck.
I happen to be a big fan of Western civilization; I think it beats the hell out of tyranny and starvation.
There’s nothing good that comes out of war. It’s simply hell on earth, and people survive, and people don’t.
I read some of my stories recently and thought, ‘How in the hell did I get away with that?’ I had some really raw cynicism in some of them.
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.
Did I haze the Miz? Hell yes!
I’ve had one experience of writer’s block in my life, and it was living hell. It was a terror for me.
Funny thing about the volatile and biased French crowds. While they’d prefer to be cheering a countryman and giving his foreign opponent merry hell, if there was no Frenchman in the game, they’d always support a Continental player over an Englishman, an American, or an Australian.
I saw ‘Taxi Driver,’ and ‘Taxi Driver’ kind of saved my life. The scene where Robert De Niro is looking at himself in the mirror saying, ‘You talkin’ to me? You talkin’ to me? Who the hell else are you talkin’ to?’ That’s the scene that changed my life by changing my attitude about acting.
No one has ever written, painted, sculpted, modeled, built, or invented except literally to get out of hell.
In my childhood I always felt that I was treated unjustly, without a mother, sick, and with the threat of punishment in Hell hanging over my head.
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.
It was hell at the time, but after it was over, it was wonderful.
It’s true that the more you put in the more you get out and that has to be there I think, If you aren’t really hooked on your instrument this job would be a hell on earth but if you are, it’s the best.
I have been robbed of three million dollars all told. Everyone today is playing my stuff and I don’t even get credit. Kansas City style, Chicago style, New Orleans style hell, they’re all Jelly Roll style.
When I was a young man, barely 18, I discovered Jesus Christ as my personal saviour, and for six months I told my mother she was damned to hell. That wasn’t much fun. I abandoned it.
I’d been in so many villages. I’d be like, ‘Up against the wall, and shut the hell up!’ So I’m like, why would these people be kind to me?
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.
Detroit turned out to be heaven, but it also turned out to be hell.
It was hysterical going to work. I would just walk in and think, ‘What in hell? Am I here? What’s going on? I’m going to wake up in a minute. I’m in a dream.’
I was always a happy kid. I’d play the piano fairly well. I did all sorts of things fairly well. But who the hell wants to be happy all the time? It’s a miserable state to be in permanently. Can you imagine how dreary that would be?
I know it sounds corny, man, but I like to bring folks joy, and I like to have a good time. I know folks like to be with somebody who’s having a good time. You sure as hell don’t want to be with somebody who’s having a bad day.
The secret of a successful newspaper is to take one story each day and bang the hell out of it. Give the public what it wants to have and part of what it ought to have whether it wants it or not.
I was named after Yul Brynner because my mother had an infatuation with him. Who the hell names a Cuban kid Yul? Talk about a torturous childhood.
I was 18 when I started. I was hanging out with some friends and they asked if I had tried stand-up before. I hadn’t, but I thought: ‘What the hell?’ So I went to an open mic night, and I liked it.
Just having conversations with God, begging God to make the pain go away, and then the pain wouldn’t go away. So I’m like ‘Who the hell am I talking to? God is not responding.’
Our ‘neoconservatives’ are neither new nor conservative, but old as Bablyon and evil as Hell.
But childhood prolonged, cannot remain a fairyland. It becomes a hell.
Have you seen U2’s live show? It’s boring as hell. It’s like watching CNN.
I have two vintage typewriters. One just about works and the other hasn’t a hope in hell, bless it. But they’re both beautiful, and they’ll stay with me just as long as there’s a roof over my head.
The most he would do was to promise that the gates of hell should not prevail against it. It is about all that, looking back on the history of the Church, one can feel that they have not done.
Of all the inhabitants of the inferno, none but Lucifer knows that hell is hell, and the secret function of purgatory is to make of heaven an effective reality.
I think there are a lot of rules for women. We have a lot of expectations and a lot of rules for women. So we’re expected to march in a straight line, and when we don’t, all hell breaks loose.
I am not an atheist; I believe in God. But my religion ends there. I have my own personal belief system that is so strong it allows me to do what I do. I don’t have to worry about going to Hell because of Slayer, you know? Everyone has a personal belief system and believes in life somehow.
People always ask me, ‘Hey, what’s Matt Damon like?’ He’s just a dude, just a really good person and one hell of an actor.
I wear a lot of boyish stuff, but I prefer to throw a fur coat on top just for the hell of it.
One may no more live in the world without picking up the moral prejudices of the world than one will be able to go to hell without perspiring.
Growing up under the heavy hand of the School Sisters of Notre Dame, it was drummed into me that attending weekly mass was not an option. It was a must to avoid eternal damnation, which was not a prospect filled with many positives. Hell fire was perpetual, and no parole would be offered.
The world hates us, but the bottom line is we’re gonna have to show the world why they hate us by bombing the hell out of some people that have been hurting us. That’s all. That’s the end of it.
In this world, with thy earthly life, thou art under heaven, stars, and elements, also under hell and devils; all ruleth in thee, and over thee.
I never want to get to the point where it’s all about my needs, and the hell with anybody else.
You may all go to Hell, and I will go to Texas.
My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She’s ninety-seven now, and we don’t know where the hell she is.
I had – I was pretty hell bent on getting into the cartoon business specifically as an artist from the get-go.
I finished ‘Hell or High Water’ and started writing ‘Wind River’ literally the next day.
I think there were times when, if circumstances had developed, I might have been tempted into politics. I am a fan of Tony Blair. I think Gordon Brown is a fine man, but I think he’s headed for one hell of a bloody struggle.
Hell is paved with great granite blocks hewn from the hearts of those who said, I can do no other.
I created Punk for this day and age. Do you see Britney walking around wearing ties and singing punk? Hell no. That’s what I do. I’m like a Sid Vicious for a new generation.
I personally would not have plastic surgery. What the hell for? It looks ridiculous.
