Drew Barrymore Quotes

'Tis not where we lie, but whence we fell; the loss of heaven's the greatest pain in hell.

All right, then, I'll go to hell.

I hate phones. All businesses are personal businesses, and I always try my best to get back to people, but sometimes the barrage of calls is so enormous that if I just answered calls I would do nothing else.

I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire.

I still dislike phones, yeah!

To work hard, to live hard, to die hard, and then go to hell after all would be too damn hard.

For most people, the question why be good - as distinguished from merely law abiding - is a simple one. Because God commands it, because the Bible requires it, because good people go to Heaven and bad people go to Hell.

I stay away from the telephone if at all possible.

Let me go to hell, that's all I ask, and go on cursing them there, and them look down and hear me, that might take some of the shine off their bliss.

I've suffered from all of the hang-ups known, and none is as bad as the telephone.

Old-fashioned girl that I am, I still have a landline, though it rarely rings - and when it does, especially without warning, there's rarely anything good on the other end.

When I go to hell, I mean to carry a bribe: for look you, good gifts evermore make way for the worst persons.

When I have to take phone calls, I start to sweat and panic. Being on the phone is so weird - hearing a voice without seeing the face so you can't really know the intention behind the voice.

The wrath of God burns against them, their damnation does not slumber; the pit is prepared, the fire is made ready, the furnace is now hot, ready to receive them; the flames do now rage and glow.

You see, I needed to go to Hell.

The greatest and the hottest fires that ever were on earth are but ice in comparison to the fire of hell.

A gulf profound as that Serbonian bog Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old, Where armies whole have sunk: the parching air Burns frore, and cold performs th' effect of fire. Thither by harpy-footed Furies hal'd, At certain revolutions all the damn'd Are brought, and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes,-extremes by change more fierce; From beds of raging fire to starve in ice Their soft ethereal warmth, and there to pine Immovable, infix'd, and frozen round, Periods of time; thence hurried back to fire.

I am conscious of the fact that the subject of hell is not a very pleasant one. It is very unpopular, controversial and misunderstood.... As a minister, I must deal with it. I cannot ignore it.

I fix things. Believe me, when you hear about tough phone calls I'm having, don't worry about it.

I can see it now: Osama bin Laden goes up to the pearly gates where George Washington comes out, starts beating him and is then joined by 70 other members of the Continental Congress. Osama will say, Hey, wait! Where are my 71 virgins? And George will reply It's 71 Virginians, you asshole!

Hell was created for the devil and his angels. If you go, you are an intruder.

We never talked to each other in my family. We communicated by putting Ann Landers articles on the refrigerator.

I would rather write 10,000 notes than a single letter of the alphabet.