Quotes About Heaven

He that obstinately denieth the truth before men upon earth, wilfully refuseth his soul's health in heaven.

O Word of God incarnate . . . It is the golden casket Where gems of truth are stored; It is the heaven-drawn picture Of Thee, the Living Word.

Selfishness, eager for a heaven of enjoyment, is quite a different thing in the soul from love and purity and truth, yearning together for what is their natural element.

As there comes light from heaven and words from breath, As there is sense in truth and truth in virtue

We have but one permanent home: heaven - that's still the old truth that we always have to re-learn - and it's only through the impact of sad experiences that we assimilate it.

An educated man believing in a this-that vile sky-god rewarding him-her, but punishing your enemies with hell and fire, is uneducated.

There are so many responses to the truth that would please the heart of our master. Heaven awaits only your decision.

Life is beautiful and this earth is heaven, but your mind is capable enough to create hell for you, on this very earth, if you go on living your life, without understanding.

I shall tell you about God once you've reached your imaginary heaven. Then, give me a call.

All things under heaven are now in God's supervision for all eternity! Alleluia! Amen!

The sooner the jihadis go up to their imagined #heaven, the sooner our earth would be a heaven.

Pray within. Stay within. Seek, find the Within. For, there's no heaven or hell or god anywhere but herein.

detested the missionaries who made people "permanently miserable by telling them…how blissful a place heaven is, and [how] nearly impossible it is to get there.

What kind of heaven is that, you can't have your records?

The baby, not too young to start knowing the ledge, the cold truth, the life-and-death facts of it all. 'What kind of heaven is that, you can't have your records?' The baby, understanding perhaps it was purely rhetorical, made no attempt to answer this question.

Catherine thought Simon was in the locket, and in heaven, and with them still. Lucas hoped she didn't expect him to be happy about having so many Simons to contend with.

Heaven winked at you, right? Maybe. Maybe it did. Or maybe it was just an airplane and a cloud. But if heaven winks at anybody, it's probably the less-than-conspicious seekers; the ones who choose the path over the avenue, the gap in the hedge over the trumpeted gates. That's probably why there's no verifiable evidence, right? The universe only winks at the ones no one will believe.

In heaven, Lucas would be beautiful. He'd speak a language everyone understood.

He could see himself selling himself as a compelling mutation, a young god, proud to the point of sexy arrogance of his anatomical deviation: ninety percent thriving muscled man-flesh and ten percent glorious blindingly white angel wing. Baby, these feathers are going to tickle you halfway to heaven, and this man-part is going to take you the rest of the way.

Ouspensky was saying that hell on earth is life as we have always lived it, and heaven on earth is breaking free of our long-standing patterns.

Luckdragons are creatures of air, warmth, and pure joy. Despite their great size, they are as light as a summer cloud, and consequently need no wings for flying. They swim in the air of heaven as fish swim in water.

Sincerity is the way to heaven.

Sincerity is the norm of Heaven and the law of our nature. China and the West agree on this point, for without sincerity, no human prince could ever found a state, and no earthly teacher could ever establish a religion.

A musical film is my idea of heaven. You can pre-record, you don't have to sing live. Singing live was the bit I hated the most. I never felt like a confident singer.