Chris Rea Quotes

If success is rare and slow, everybody knows how quick and easy ruin is.

I guess that's why they call it Hell.

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

Stress is the worst thing. That's the ultimate demise of any good thing.

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

It seems the brighter you are, the deeper the hole you get into.

Foul as it is, Hell itself is defiled by the fouler presence of John.

If there is a worse place than Hell, I must be in it.

Just when you feel like you get on top, something happens that knocks you down.

What enables us to achieve our greatness contains the seeds of our destruction.

I spent some time in Hell.

When I was around 25 years old, I lost everything and was a complete dirtbag.

You see, evil always contains the seeds of its own destruction. It is ultimately negative, and therefore encompasses its downfall even at its moments of apparent triumph. No matter how grandiose, how well-planned, how apparently foolproof of an evil plan, the inherent sinfulness will by definition rebound upon its instigators. No matter how apparently successful it may seem upon the way, at the end it will wreck itself. It will founder upon the rocks of iniquity and sink headfirst to vanish without trace into the seas of oblivion.

The lake of fire awaits my lady

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

We are living even now among punishments and ruins.

Blessed be they whose lives do not taste of evilbut if some god shakes your houseruin arrivesruin does not leaveit comes tolling over the generationsit comes rolling the black night salt up from the ocean floorand all your thrashed coasts groan

When thou diest, thy soul will be tormented alone; that will be a hell for it, but at the day of judgment they body will join thy soul, and then thou wilt have twin hells, thy soul sweating drops of blood, and thy body suffused with agony. In fire exactly like that which we have on earth thy body will lie, asbestos-like, forever unconsumed, all they veins roads for the feet of pain to travel on, every nerve a string on which the devil shall forever play his diabolical tune of 'Hell's Unutterable Lament'.

Hell is the centre of evils and, as you know, things are more intense at their centres than at their remotest points.

Christianity did not come with tidings of great joy, but with a message of eternal grief. It came with the threat of everlasting torture on its lips. It meant war on earth and perdition hereafter.

Abused prosperity is oftentimes made the very means of our greatest adversity.

The acorn of ambition often grows into an oak from which men hang.

Sometimes it felt like her life was a series of falls from ever-greater heights.

Evil thoughts and evil doing, cold, alone, you hang in ruins.

Surely there never was so evil a thing as money, which maketh cities into ruinous heaps, and banisheth men from their houses, and turneth their thoughts from good unto evil.