From Hell

Faustus: ...But, leaving these vain trifles of men's souls, tell me what is Lucifer thy lord?

Mephistophilis: Arch-regent and commander of all spirits.

Faustus: Was not that Lucifer an angel once?

Mephistophilis: Yes, Faustus, and most dearly loved of God.

Faustus: How comes it then that he is the prince of the devils?

Mephistophilis: O, by aspiring pride and insolence; for which God threw him out of the face of heaven.

Faustus: And what are you that live with Lucifer?

Mephistophilis: Unhappy spirits that fell with Lucifer, conspired against our God with Lucifer, and are forever damned with Lucifer.

Faustus: Where are you damned?

Mephistophilis: In hell.

Faustus: How comes it then that thou are out of hell?

Mephistophilis: Why this is hell, nor am I out of it. Thinks't thou that I saw the face of God, and tasted the eternal joys of heaven, am not tormented with ten thousand hells, it being deprived of everlasting bliss? O Faustus! leave these frivolous demands, which strike a terror to my fainting soul.