The road to Hell is paved with the bones of priests and monks, and the skulls of bishops are the lamp posts that light the path.
Hell is paved with infants skulls.
There's a road to hell that is paved with good intentions but it's a long route. The quicker path is paved with the kind of ignorance that clever men who just don't want to know are best at.
If you charge off with some political agenda that is not informed by clarity, you are going to end up with business as usual. The road to hell is paved with good intentions but it is not paved with clarity.
I don't give a damn if I go to hell. I love you Satan. The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Yes, the road to hell is paved with good intentions, but everyone forgets the second half of that quote: the road to heaven is paved with good actions.
The road to hell is paved with adverbs.
Hell is paved with good samaritans.
Hell is not all paved with bad intentions.
The streets of hell are paved with good intentions.
The road to hell is paved with leeks and potatoes
The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
The road to hell is paved with works-in-progress.
With mere good intentions hell is proverbially paved.
The road to Hell is paved with unbought stuffed dogs.
I might have speculated on my chances of going to Heaven; but candidly I did not care. I could not have wept if I had tried. I had no wish to review the evils of my past. But the past did seem to have been a bit wasted. The road to Hell may be paved with good intentions: the road to Heaven is paved with lost opportunities.