“No person comes to the Father(God) except through me.”

“I am not moved to love Thee, 0 my Lord, By any longing for Thy Promised Land; Nor by the fear of hell am I unmannedTo cease from my transgressing deed or word.Tis Thou Thyself dost move me,—Thy blood poured Upon the cross from nailed foot and hand; And all the wounds that did Thy body brand;And all Thy shame and bitter death’s award.Yea, to Thy heart am I so deeply stirred That I would love Thee were no heaven on high,—That I would fear, were hell a tale absurd!Such my desire, all questioning grows vain; Though hope deny me hope I still should sigh,And as ray love is now, it should remain.(To Christ Crucified)”

“[C]oncepts of dying in to a heaven or hell seem a good deal more political than spiritual. (124)”

“Love demands freedom. It always has, and it always will. We are free to resist, reject, and rebel against God’s ways for us. We can have all the hell we want.”

“For lack of knowledge of the Holy One, we perish in sin of hell.”

“She said to me, “I’m just looking towards the day when I get out of this hell, and asking myself if I will ever get out of it.” And I said to her, “Something I have learned in life is that we often don’t get out of hell; we just learn how to live in it.” And tears fell down her face.”

“The voice says, maybe you don’t go to hell for the things you do. Maybe you go to hell for the things you don’t do. The things you don’t finish.”

“Hell was full of clocks, he was sure of it. There was no torment, after all, that could not be exacerbated by a contemplation of time passing. The large case clock at the end of the corridor had a particularly penetrating tick-tock, audiable above and through all the noises of the house. It seemed to Lord John Grey to echo his own heartbeats, each one a step on the road towards death.”

“We don’t rest when we die, we move on to where we are needed most.We travel the far reaches of the universe, and beyond to help those in need.That is what life & death is about.Not sitting by, and watching others as they suffer.”

“In Heaven you forget everything. In Hell they make you remember.”

“All preachers speak confidently about life after death as if they once died, even though almost all of them have never even fainted.”

“Qu’importe, mon Dieu, que je brûle toute l’éternité en enfer, si c’est ta volonté.”

“In later life I have been sometimes praised, sometimes mocked, for my way of pointing out the mythical elements that seem to me to underlie our apparently ordinary lives. Certainly that cast of mind had some of its origin in our pit, which had much the character of a Protestant Hell. I was probably the most entranced listener to a sermon the Reverend Andrew Bowyer preached about Gehenna, the hateful valley outside the walls of Jerusalem, where outcasts lived, and where their flickering fires, seen from the city walls, may have given rise to the idea of a hell of perpetual burning. He liked to make his hearers jump, now and then, and he said that our gravel pit was much the same sort of place as Gehenna. My elders thought this far-fetched, but I saw no reason then why hell should not have, so to speak, visible branch establishments throughout the earth, and I have visited quite a few of them since.”

“فرق شاسع بين مفهوم العبادة كما نزل من عند الله، و علمه رسول الله -صلى الله عليه و سلم- و وعاه الجيل الأول و مارسه، و بين المفهوم الشائه الهزيل الضامر الذي فهمته الأجيال المتأخرة .. مارسته أم لم تمارسه! المفهوم الأول هو الذي أخرج “خير أمة أخرجت للناس” و المفهوم الأخير هو الذي أخرج “غثاء السيل”.. و لا بد من تصحيح المفاهيم ..(إِنَّ اللَّـهَ لَا يُغَيِّرُ مَا بِقَوْمٍ حَتَّىٰ يُغَيِّرُوا مَا بِأَنفُسِهِمْ )، ( قُل لَّا يَسْتَوِي الْخَبِيثُ وَالطَّيِّبُ وَلَوْ أَعْجَبَكَ كَثْرَةُ الْخَبِيثِ ).. إن المسألة ليست ثانويه .. و لا هي مسألة هينة يكفي لحلها شيء من الوعظ والإرشاد.. إنها مسألة تحتاج إلى بناء من جديد ..”

“I am fashionably unimpressed with the material world. I am moved by the beauty of aspiration, and I hope that I can elevate myself to the standards I have imposed on others.”