We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell

We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell

Weave the warp, and weave the woof,
The winding sheet of Edward's race;
Give ample room and read more

Weave the warp, and weave the woof,
The winding sheet of Edward's race;
Give ample room and verge enough
The characters of Hell to trace.

How can you be in hell while you are in my heart?

How can you be in hell while you are in my heart?

Sin makes its own hell, and goodness its own heaven.

Sin makes its own hell, and goodness its own heaven.

He fashioned hell for the inquisitive.
[Lat., Curiosis fabricavit inferos.]

He fashioned hell for the inquisitive.
[Lat., Curiosis fabricavit inferos.]

We spirits have just such natures
We had for all the world, when human creatures;
And, therefore, read more

We spirits have just such natures
We had for all the world, when human creatures;
And, therefore, I, that was an actress here,
Play all my tricks in hell, a goblin there.

Hell is no other but a soundlesse pit,
Where no one beame of comfort peeps in it.

Hell is no other but a soundlesse pit,
Where no one beame of comfort peeps in it.

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.

Maybe this world is another planet's hell.

Maybe this world is another planet's hell.