Bog help me for laughing, because it's such a wonderful book, but it's precisely because the line is so wonderful that I laugh. The book in question is A Revolution in Eating: How the Quest for Food Shaped America by James E. McWilliams; the context is a comparison of the foodways between the English settlers who raised sugar in the West Indies and the English settlers who came to New England to build the shining city on the hill:
Instead, New England consisted of restless Puritans hell-bent on utopia.
Dear friends, I cannot enumerate the ways which I love this sentence. Tell me if the image of restless Puritans hell-bent for utopia doesn't conjure up some rich imagery in your mind. It certainly does in mine.