Hell

May you rot in hell!

Thou shalt beat him with the rod, and shalt deliver his soul from hell.

Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.

Heav'n has no Rage, like Love to Hatred turn'd, / Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman ſcorn'd.

Hell is a strait and dark and foul-smelling prison, an abode of demons and lost souls, filled with fire and smoke.

'Cause this is a wasteland, my only retreat / With heaven above you, there's hell over me

My new boss is making my job a hell.

I went through hell to get home today.

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1879, General William T. Sherman, commencement address at the Michigan Military Academy There is many a boy here today who looks on war as all glory, but, boys, it is all hell.

Why, am I dying? / Kill, have no fear / Lie, live off lying / Hell, hell is here

So how do the scientists cope with their work being ignored for decades, and living in a world their findings indicate is on a “highway to hell”?.

Here’s five-and-twenty for you. Don’t be losing it at the hells now.

a convenient little gambling hell for those who had grown reckless

But there was also about him an indescribable air which no mechanic could have acquired in the practice of his handicraft however dishonestly exercised: [...] the air of moral nihilism common to keepers of gambling hells and disorderly houses; [...]

You don’t have a snowball's chance in hell.

She's got her arms down to her side, defiant. But just for the hell of it, she leans into him, wraps her arms around his neck, puts her head on his shoulder, and hangs on tight.

I’m as mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore.

What the hell is wrong with you?!

He says he’s going home early? Like hell he is.

This sturdy Squire, he had, as well As the bold Trojan Knight, seen Hell.

That steep staircase is hell on my knees.

Oh, hell! I got another parking ticket.

O hell! what have we here? A carrion Death, within whose empty eye There is a written scroll! […]

Do it, or, rest assured, there will be no more Middle Eastern crisis – hell, there will be no more Middle East!

- Oh, aren't they sweet?

‘[…] I know whether a boy is telling me the truth or not.’ ‘Thank you, sir.’ Did he hell. They never bloody did.

That was hell good!

They're hell sexy.

I had already lost thirteen points, all because she had to come helling in there at twelve, worrying me about that letter.

He was helling down the road with his radio blaring.

To hell gold or gilt workː take two ounces of tartar, two ounces of sulfur.. and it will give it a fine luster.

18th century, Josiah Relph, The Harvest; or Bashful Shepherd Gosh, the sickle went into me handː Down hell'd the bluid.

In ancient times, Turfan was called Huochou, or Fire City, which was not inappropriate. Turfan is located in the lowest depression in Asia, just a notch above Hell.

Officially the Nordland Railway begins at Hell, but popularly the whole route north of Trondheim is so called.