Quotes About Paradise

The picture is of happiness, the story not. Happiness is a garden walled with glass: there's no way in or out. In Paradise there are no stories, because there are no journeys. It's loss and regret and misery and yearning that drive the story forward, along its twisted road.

It's Paradise, but we can't get out of it. And anything you can't get out of is Hell.

I look up at the ceiling, tracing the foliage of the wreath. Today it makes me think of a hat, the large-brimmed hats women used to wear at some period during the old days: hats like enormous halos, festooned with fruit and flowers, and the feathers of exotic birds; hats like an idea of paradise, floating just above the head, a thought solidified.

Per il Paradiso abbiamo bisogno di Te. L'Inferno ce lo possiamo fare da soli.

On my Tree of Paradise, I intend to put a border of snakes entwined; they will look like vines or just a cable pattern to others, as I will make the eyes very small, but they will be snakes to me; as without a snake or two, the main part of the story would be missing.

Thanksgiving is every day because in this physical body you can spring into eternal paradise.

that we live in a paradise compared to the Jews who aren't in hiding.

Beauty wasn't the treachery he imagined it to be, rather it was an uncharted land where one could make a thousand fatal errors, a wild and indifferent paradise without signposts of evil or good.

And there were moments on that first night in this fetid little paradise when I prayed that in spite of all my secret power, I was somehow kin to every mortal man. Maybe I was not the exotic outcast that I imagined, but merely the dim magnification of every human soul.

There began all the things human beings hold sacred, which can only come from difficulty, struggle, and the growing idealization of bliss and perfection, which can only flourish in the mind when paradise is utterly lost.

It was the "Stranger in Paradise" melody, and the back-of-the-room boys always crooned, "Take my hand, I'm a strange-looking parasite..." till Mr. Budd tapped his baton against his music stand.

Which of us can deny that at some level we are afflicted by a sense that our human lives are incomplete and that there lies, just beyond the reach of our perceptions, a paradise that once was ours?

If Heaven ain't filled with gender-swapping Indians, I said, then I don't want to go there.

He wanted to work in Hot Woman Valhalla until he died of testosterone poisoning. (Nick)

Why do we complain about the Fall? It is not on its account that we were expelled from Paradise, but on account of the Tree of Life, lest we might eat of it.

The hand above turns those leaves of loves, all in all a timeless view. Each dream of life flung from paradise everlasting, ever new.

God, in his infinite wisdom, hid Hell in he middle of Paradise, to keep us on our toes.

The best drink I've ever had was a mojito in St. Barts at Nikki Beach. That drink changed my life.

If you've lived a bad life, they send you to Hell. But if you've been truly wicked, they give you a tour of Heaven first.

People embrace false magical theories in the hope something good will come out of them. In the most extreme of these, good comes out of them only at the end of this life, in paradise.

Imparadis'd in one another's arms.

Paradise Lost is a poem. The old, blind bastard's trying to sing to you. Listen, as the Isley Brothers say, to the music. You must learn to do that before you can expect to understand. Slowly. Slowly. A few licks at a time.

England is the paradise of women, the purgatory of men, and the hell of horses.

As memory may be a paradise from which we cannot be driven, it may also be a hell from which we cannot escape.