Quotes About Heaven

If human beings cannot inhabit the earth, can we live in heaven?

When you die you will not bring any possessions, but you will be accompanied by the song up into heaven…

Let the heart be thy heavens.

But it would be like going to Heaven and not finding any of your friends there. Her life would go all beatific and empty in the eyes.

Prayer opens the window of heaven.

For neither man nor angel can discern Hypocrisy, the only evil that walks Invisible, except to God alone, By his permissive will, through heav'n and earth.

The mind is its own place, and in itself, can make heaven of Hell, and a hell of Heaven.

Sweet the coming on / Of grateful evening mild; then silent night / With this her solemn bird and this fair moon, / And these the gems of heaven, her starry train.

And storied windows richly dight,Casting a dim religious light.There let the pealing organ blow,To the full-voiced choir below,In service high, and anthems clearAs may, with sweetness, through mine earDissolve me into ecstasies,And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.

High on a throne of royal state, which farOutshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind,Or where the gorgeous East with richest handShowers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold,Satan exalted sat, by merit rais'dTo that bad eminence; and from despairThus high uplifted beyond hope, aspiresBeyond thus high, insatiate to pursueVain war with heav'n.

Sweet the coming onOf grateful ev'ning mild, then silent nightWith this her solemn bird, and this fair moon,And these the gems of heaven, her starry train.

Imparadis'd in one another's arms.

Hail, holy light! offspring of heav'n firstborn.

Mammon, the least erected spirit that fellFrom heaven; for ev'n in heaven his looks and thoughtsWere always downward bent, admiring moreThe riches of heaven's pavement, trodden gold,Than aught divine or holy else enjoyedIn vision beatific.

Love Virtue, she alone is free,She can teach ye how to climbHigher than the sphery chime;Or, if Virtue feeble were,Heav'n itself would stoop to her.

To reign is worth ambition though in hell:Better to reign in hell than serve in heav'n.

Moloch, scepter'd king,Stood up, the strongest and the fiercest spiritThat fought in heav'n; now fiercer by despair.

Above the smoke and stir of this dim spotWhich men call earth.

The starry copeOf heaven.

A mind not to be chang'd by place or time.The mind is its own place, and in itselfCan make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n.

The stars, that nature hung in heaven, and filled their lamps with everlasting oil, give due light to the misled and lonely traveller.

Who, as they sung, would take the prison'd soul And lap it in Elysium.

My latest found,Heaven's last, best gift, my ever new delight!

I walk unseenOn the dry smooth-shaven green,To behold the wandering moon,Riding near her highest noon,Like one that had been led astrayThrough the heav'n's wide pathless way,And oft, as if her head she bow'd,Stooping through a fleecy cloud.