Quotes About Heaven

The wicked often work harder to go to hell than the righteous do to enter heaven.

Tomorrow he would be laughing at himself. Hopefully not from heaven.

heaven in a gaze, A heaven of heavens, the privilege Of one another's eyes.

There was no damn way we were ever gonna put our people into the ground again. Beneath us was hell. Heaven's above... ...and that's where we all deserve to be.

Te daré las llaves del reino de los cielos; lo que ates en la tierra quedará atado en el cielo, y lo que desates en la tierra quedará desatado en el cielo. Mateo 16, versículo 19. Es decir, las palabras con las que Jesús confirmó a San Pedro como jefe de los Apóstoles y le otorgó a él y a sus sucesores el poder sobre toda la cristiandad.

No one knows better than I do how far heaven is, but I also know all the shortcuts. The secret is to die, when you want to, and not when He proposes. Or else to force Him to take you before your time.

Because," he said quietly as she stood up, "until you walked into it, this was an ordinary garden." Puzzled, Elizabeth tipped her head. "What is it now?" "Heaven.

He didn't want to puff her up. Puffed-up women are one of the original sources of trouble in the world. If anyone knew that, it was he. He counted it as one of his duties to mankind to keep women from puffing themselves up, though it had been a most monumental duty in his own marriage. A job requiring a hero. It was one of those things that God, being male, questioned you about before you were let into heaven, and he was proud to say that he hadn't neglected it.

Gerechtigkeit gibt es in der Hölle. Im Himmel herrscht Gnade.

Little deeds of kindness, little words of love, help to make earth happy like the heaven above.

As Our Lady called for penance and prayers to save souls at Fatima, dressing decently can be a beautiful offering to heaven that will reap many, many rewards.

We must never forget our proper role as Catholics; children of God and heirs of Heaven.

El Señor no tolera ni el orgullo ni la soberbia en sus criaturas. No se puede desafiar a Dios, ni pretender acercarse a los límites que ha establecido entre el Cielo y la Tierra.*

It was heaven. Forget angels, forget St. Peter and glittering harpsichords. Heaven was a dance in the arms of one's true love.

Until you've lived through all that," he said, "don't you ever complain about what we have. Because to me... to me..." He choked on the words, but he barely paused before he continued. "This - us - is heaven. I can't bear to hear you say otherwise.

She smelled like England, of soft rain and sun-kissed meadows. And she felt like the best kind of heaven. He wanted to wrap himself around, bury himself within her, and stay there for all of his days. He hadn't had a drop to drink in three years, but he was intoxicated now, bubbling with a lightness he'd never thought to feel again.

Tea?" Daniel asked, signaling to the innkeeper. "Please. Or anything that is hot." She pulled off her gloves, pausing to frown at a little hole that was growing at the tip of her right forefinger. That wouldn't do. She needed all the dignity she could muster in that finger. Heaven knew she shook it at the girls often enough.

Just George? Farmer George? Come. Hide from the heavens with me.

Llegó a creer que había muerto, ¿Por qué cómo podía estar él ahí con ella si no estaba en el cielo?

Ce n'était pas un baiser, c'était… le paradis.

One's homesickness for Heaven finds at least an inn there; and it's an inn on the right road.

My mission in life is to get to heaven, so the people I have in my inner circle I don't allow to do the 'rule breaking' that we know as Christians we can't.

The fact that I'm in a group that inspires others artists is just heaven to me.

I'm not getting to heaven on my integrity. I'm not getting to heaven on my goodness.