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• A mind not to be chang'd by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
  What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater?...
• Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds: At which the universal host up sent A shout that tore hell's concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 540...
• All hell broke loose. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iv, Line 918
• The hell within him. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book iv, Line 20
• Long is the way And hard, that out of hell leads up to light.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 432...
• I fled, and cry'd out, DEATH! Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded, DEATH!
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 787...
• Let none admire That riches grow in hell: that soil may best Deserve the precious bane.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book i, Line 690...
• Hell Grew darker at their frown. -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 719
• Nor jealousy Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book v, Line 449...