Every wolf 's and lion's howl / Raises from Hell a human soul.

Hold back the edges of your gown, Ladies, we are going through hell.

I would rather my soul broil in hell than I do you any harm.

I was walking among the fires of Hell, delighted with the enjoyments of Genius; which to Angels look like torment and insanity.

The soul of sweet delight, can never be defiled.

The reason Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels & God, and at liberty when of Devils & Hell, is because he was a true Poet and of the Devil's party without knowing it.