Mephistopheles: Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it. Think'st thou that I, who saw the face of GodAnd tasted the eternal joys of heaven, Am not tormented with ten thousand hells In being deprived of everlasting bliss?

Christopher Marlowe
About This Quote

A famous quote by the character Mephistopheles, the Devil in Faust . The quote captures the essence of suffering. However, there is some dispute over whether this is actually an original quote or if it was coined by the playwright. The quote has become so popular that it is often used as a rhetorical device, to illustrate an idea with no exact meaning of its own.

Source: Dr. Faustus

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