Anita Ekberg Quotes

Those who are not Christians go to a place of suffering and torment called hell.

Live and die without prayer, and you will pray long enough when you get to hell.

I want to believe there's a heaven. But I can't not believe there's a hell.

I don't know, but I've been told, the streets of hell are paved with gold.

Hell is just resistance to life.

I don't believe in hell. I believe in unemployment, but not hell.

What is hell?...The suffering that comes from the consciousness that one is no longer able to love.

There is no hell, no inferno except the frenzy of living.

I actually think there is hell because we see hell every day.

When I die, I hope they don't cremate me 'cuz I'll burn forever.

It would be an exaggeration to say I'm not afraid of death, but I'm not afraid of what comes after, because I'm not a believer.

I don't believe in the afterlife.

I believe humans have a soul that continues to exist after they die, but I don't know what form that will take.

HELL: A place where the police are German, the motorists French and the cooks English.

I guess that's why they call it Hell.

Where does your soul go, when you die in Hell?

If I was on the road to Hell, at least I was going in style.

Hell is full of good wishes or desires.

Hell is life drying up.

There is no hell, there's only France

If you look at any religious description of hell, it is the same as human society, the way we dream. Hell is a place of suffering, a place of fear, a place of war and violence, a place of judgment and no justice, a place of punishment that never ends.

This temporal fire is but a painted fire in respect of that penetrating and real fire in hell.

Their bodies will be raised from the dead as vessels for the soul-vessels of wrath. The soul will breathe hell-fire, and smoke and coal will seem to hang upon its burning lips, yea the face, eyes, and ears will seem to be chimneys and vents for the flame, and the smoke of the burning , which God, by His breath, hath kindled therein, and upon, them, which will be held one in another, to the great torment and distress of each other.

Hell must be a pretty swell spot, because the guys that invented religion have sure been trying hard to keep everybody else out.

Through me you go into a city of weeping; through me you go into eternal pain; through me you go amongst the lost people