#damnation

What is the damnation of hell? To go with that society who have not obeyed His commands. ↗

— Joseph Smith, Jr.

#damnation #go #hell #his #obeyed

The idea that all souls are mortal is the only notion surely terminating love and all its forms. ↗

— Criss Jami

#atheism #belief #capability #damnation #death

Being a vampire is not a curse. It’s a disease,” Tessa filled in. “But they still can’t enter hallowed ground, then? Does that mean they’re damned?” “That depends on what you believe,” said Jem. “And whether you believe in damnation at all.” “But you hunt demons. You must believe in damnation!” “I believe in good and evil,” said Jem. “And I believe the soul is eternal. I don’t believe in the fiery pit, the pitchforks, or the endless torment. I do not believe you can threaten people into goodness. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #religion #tessa-gray #religion

This is where you first failed us. You gave us minds and told us not to think. You gave us curiosity and put a booby-trapped tree right in front of us. You gave us sex and told us not to do it. You played three-card monte with our souls from day one, and when we couldn't find the queen, you sent us to Hell to be tortured for eternity. That was your great plan for humanity? All you gave us here was daisies and fairy tales and you acted like that was enough. How were we supposed to resist evil when you didn't even tell us about it? ↗

— Richard Kadrey

#devil #evil #free-will #garden-of-eden #god

All sins tend to be addictive, and the terminal point of addiction is damnation. ↗

— W. H. Auden

#addictive #damnation #point #sins #tend

If there are damned souls in Hell, it is because men blind themselves. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#blindness #blindness-of-man #damnation #damned #faust

What can an eternity of damnation matter to someone who has felt, if only for a second, the infinity of delight? ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#delight #paris

Next I prayed to Allah, whose ears are deaf; then did I beseech his fallen twin, the Devil Hornprick, who sits upon his thorn of fire, gloating upon his constellations and counting his bloody seeds. In Baclava it is said Hornprick once caught a glimpse of the First Woman, as she sat singing to her snake in her chamber of sacred mud. Dazzled by her sight, the light of love and lust, he fell. He is still falling. For all eternity her breasts orbit his dreams. ↗

— Rikki Ducornet

#devil #woman #dreams