Hell, I'm an old man. I'm 70 years old. I'm supposed to be sitting on a rocking chair watching the sunset.
I keep seeing myself in my daughter, and I see my mother in me and in her. Bloody hell.
There's no hypocrisy in Hell's Kitchen.
If the world were a bar, America would currently be the angry drunk waving around a loaded gun. Yeah, the other people in the bar may be afraid of him, but they sure as hell don't respect him.
My advice to the women of America is to raise more hell and fewer dahlias.
I have stage fright every single concert I've ever done. I have at least four or five minutes of it. It's absolute living hell.
Why is our fancy to be appalled by terrific perspectives of a hell beyond the grave?
I need one of those baby monitors from my subconscious to my consciousness so I can know what the hell I'm really thinking about.
It seems like we wake up and it's a race until you get to bed. It gets to you after a while and you think, 'What the hell am I doing?'
I am better able to imagine hell than heaven; it is my inheritance, I suppose.
Sorrow happens, hardship happens, the hell with it, who never knew the price of happiness, will not be happy.
I think artists can influence only through making music that challenges people, excites them and flips them out. Music that repeats what you know in ever-decreasing derivation, that's unchallenging and unstimulating, deadens our minds, our imagination and our ability to see beyond the hell we find ourselves in.
If I wanted to develop a scenario to destroy America, I would do what the Republicans are doing. Take the brightest and best young black men off the streets, put them in jail, make them meaner than hell for 8 or 10 years and then turn them lose in a society where there are plenty of guns for them to play with.
The idea of being stuck in a plane with dozens of people chatting over each other on their phones might feel like Dante's 10th circle of hell.
I worked for a while as a teaching assistant while I was struggling. I really enjoyed it, working with kids with special needs, autism. It takes a hell of a lot of concentration, and you've got to focus on the child properly for seven hours a day.
They build their own Hells.
What Hells and Purgatories and Heavens I have inside of me! But who sees me do anything that disagrees with life--me, so calm and peaceful?
Music takes me to places of illimitable sensual and insensate joy, accessing points of ecstasy that no angelic lover could ever locate, or plunging me into gibbering weeping hells of pain that no torturer could ever devise".
If you die before you say her name, ser, I will hunt you through all seven hells.
I've spared with demons from the Nine Hells themselves, I shall barely break a sweat here today.
As you can imagine, those who had fallen this far had been so worn down by their tortures in the seven other hells that they no longer had the strength to cry out.
It was true: hope could be unkind. You opened yourself up to the worst of wounds because you wanted to believe that something good could finally happen. But if you didn't? You missed this. This intense and prefect moment in which, while the world was almost literally going to hells all around you, hope and reality blended in a single, perfect note.
Try as much as possible to be wholly alive, with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell and when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.
If you can't love yourself, how in the hell you gonna love somebody else?
If you're not a risk taker, you should get the hell out of business.
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