Pastoral Resources

I always keep my guard up with guys and I guess that can get in the way sometimes. I can make them go through hell.

I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.

I do suspect that this world is hell.

I told my mother-in-law that my house was her house, and she said, 'Get the hell off my property.'

I learned never to listen to acting teachers because they don't know what the hell they're talking about.

Generally in the Little League you're up against a good pitcher who throws like hell. What does the coach say? Get a walk. Isn't that beautiful way to learn to hit? For four years you stand up there looking for a walk.

We march and fight, to death or on to victory. Our might is right, no traitors shall prevail. Our hearts are steeled against the fiery gates of hell. No shot or shell, can still our mighty song.

The remarks about my reaching the age of Social Security and coming to the end of the road, they jolted me. And that was good. Because I sure as hell had no intention of just sitting around for the rest of my life. So I'd whip out the paints and really go to it.

I'm not going to be caught around here for any fool celebration. To hell with birthdays!

If I can't do something for the public good, what the hell am I doing?

I was raised thinking I'd burn in hell for being gay, but I didn't have a choice. It's just who I am.

The greatest competitor was Bob Gibson. He worked so fast out there and he always had the hood up. He always wanted to close his own deal. He never talked to you because he was battling so hard. I sure as hell don't miss batting against him, but I miss him in the game.

I'd walk through hell in a gasoline suit to play baseball.

The thought of playing a New York detective scared the hell out of me. I didn't know if people would believe me in the role just because of my physicality, which made me want to do it even more.

I had a hell of a time convincing people I was gay - which was so annoying!

I should have no use for a paradise in which I should be deprived of the right to prefer hell.

The road to hell is paved with works-in-progress.

Remember the Tea Party movement didn't get started in September of 2008 when the bank bailout was passed. It really began on Feb. 19th, 2009 when a television commentator named Rick Santelli stood up and said what the hell are we doing bailing out people who couldn't afford a mortgage by taking money from people like me who are prudent?

The infliction of cruelty with a good conscience is a delight to moralists. That is why they invented Hell.

Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies Between the pain of hell and Paradise.