All Places Shall Be Hell That Are

O Soul, Be Changed Into Little Waterdrops, / And Fall Into The Ocean, Ne'er Be Found!

Confess And Be Hanged.

O, Thou Art Fairer Than The Evening Air Clad In The Beauty Of A Thousand Stars.

Why Should You Love Him Whom The World Hates So? Because He Love Me More Than All The World.

Hell Hath No Limits, Nor Is Circumscribed In One Self Place, For Where We Are Is Hell, And Where Hell Is There Must We Ever Be.