What the hell did we come here to do?

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine . . . . War is hell.

This place is too cold for hell

The hell to be endured hereafter, of which theology tells, is no worse than the hell we make for ourselves in this world by habitually fashioned our characters in the wrong way.

Half of them don't know who the hell he is.