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But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell,
And there hath been thy bane.
But quiet to quick bosoms is a hell,
And there hath been thy bane.
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.
Hell is full of good wishes or desires.
[Fr., L'enfer est plein de bonnes volontes ou desirs.]
Hell is full of good wishes or desires.
[Fr., L'enfer est plein de bonnes volontes ou desirs.]
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.
Hell is oneself; Hell is alone, the other figures in it merely projections. There is nothing to escape from and read more
Hell is oneself; Hell is alone, the other figures in it merely projections. There is nothing to escape from and nothing to escape to. One is always alone.
Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell
The tortures of that inward hell!
Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell
The tortures of that inward hell!
Hell is a half-filled auditorium.
Hell is a half-filled auditorium.
Coffee should be black as Hell, strong as death, and sweet as love.
Coffee should be black as Hell, strong as death, and sweet as love.
