“I think the damned souls in hell must spend half their time wondering what it was that they really meant to do.”

“And I behold London, a Human awful wonder of God' He (Will) stared out over the landscape. "Milton thought Hell was a city, you know. I think maybe he had it half-right. Perhaps London is just Hell's entrance, and we are th damned souls refusing to pass through, fearing that what we will find on the other side will be worse than the horror we already know.”

“I am really not tired, which I almost wonder at; for we must have walked at least a mile in this wood. Do not you think we have? ''Not half a mile,' was his sturdy answer; for he was not yet so much in love as to measure distance, or reckon time, with feminine lawlessness.”

“Half full, half empty, what the hell difference does it make? If there's something in the damn glass, drink it.”

“ If I'd ever taken the time to wonder about my soul being as black as this town seemed to believe, I knew the moment Ashton stepped out of her little white Jetta looking like an angel from Heaven that my soul was damned to Hell. ”

“If it were your soul I was after, all the dark Cherubim in Hell couldn't keep me from you... I would have done whatever it took to save you... Even if that meant I had to spend eternity in Hell.”