Quotes About Paradise

Only add Deeds to thy knowledge answerable; add faith; Add virtue, patience, temperance; add love, By name to come called charity, the soul Of all the rest: then wilt thou not be loath To leave this Paradise; but shalt possess A paradise within thee, happier far.

To mee, who with eternal Famine pine, Alike is Hell, or Paradise, or Heaven, There best, where most with ravin I might meet; Which here, though plenteous, all too little seems To stuff this Maw, this vast unhide-bound Corpse.

Pikiran itu sendiri adalah tempat; di dalamnya ia dapat mengubah neraka menjadi surga atau surga menjadi neraka

So spake the enemy of mankind, enclosed In serpent, inmate bad! and toward Eve Addressed his way: not with indented wave, Prone on the ground, as since; but on his rear, Circular base of rising folds, that towered Fold above fold, a surging maze! his head Crested aloft, and carbuncle his eyes; With burnished neck of verdant gold, erect Amidst his circling spires, that on the grass Floated redundant: pleasing was his shape And lovely; never since of serpent-kind Lovelier…

And from these corporal nutriments perhaps   Your bodies may at last turn all to Spirit   Improv'd by tract of time, and wingd ascend   Ethereal, as wee, or may at choice   Here or in Heav'nly Paradises dwell;

The mind is its own place, and in it self Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.

Or if they list to try Conjecture, he his fabric of the Heavens Hath left to their disputes, perhaps to move His laughter at their quaint opinions wide. John Milton, Paradise Lost viii 75-78

O fleeting joys of Paradise, dear bought with lasting woes! Did I request thee, maker, from my clay to mold me man, did I solicit thee from darkness to promote me, or here place in this delicious garden? As my will concurred not to my being, it were but right and equal to reduce me to my dust, desirous to resign, and render back all I received, unable to perform thy terms too hard, by which I was to hold the good I sought not.

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

What hither brought us, hate, not love, nor hope   Of Paradise for Hell, hope here to taste   Of pleasure, but all pleasure to destroy,   Save what is in destroying, other joy   To me is lost. Then

But JOSHUA whom the Gentiles JESUS call,   His Name and Office bearing, who shall quell   The adversarie Serpent, and bring back   Through the worlds wilderness long wanderd man   Safe to eternal Paradise of rest.

The mind is its own place, and in it self 255: Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.

De la întâia neascultare a omului, È™i fructul Copacului oprit, al c?rui gust mortal A adus moartea în lume È™i toat? durerea noastr?, Pentru pierderea Edenului, pân? când un Om mai m?reÈ› Ne va duce înapoi È™i va recâÈ™tiga acest loc minunat.

Farewel happy Fields   Where Joy for ever dwells: Hail horrours, hail   Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell   Receive thy new Possessor: One who brings   A mind not to be chang'd by Place or Time.   The mind is its own place, and in it self   Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.

The mind is its own place and in itself [255] Can make a Heaven of hell, a hell of Heaven.

But of the tree whose operation brings Knowledge of good and ill, which I have set The pledge of thy obedience and thy faith, Amid the garden by the tree of life, Remember what I warn thee. Shun to taste. And shun the bitter consequence. For know, The day thou eatest thereof, my sole command Transgressed, inevitably thou shalt die, From that day mortal; and this happy state Shalt lose, expelled from hence into a world Of woe and sorrow.

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

The mind is it's own place, and in itself can make a Heaven of Hell , Hell of Heaven.

THE DAY WAS PERFECT: low eighties, bluebird sky, the slightest touch of a breeze. If the Minnesota August lasted all year, nobody would live anywhere else.

And, like the rest of America, Paradise slept: well past the wee hours, to the break of Sunday dawn. Across the city, across the county, one hundred and eighty-eight thousand lives lay down together in isolated slumber, unconsciously intertwined. And not a one of them ever even saw it coming.

Look, Samuel, I mean to make a garden of my land. Remember my name is Adam. So far I've had no Eden, let alone been driven out." "It's the best reason I ever heard for making a garden," Samuel exclaimed. He chuckled.

A jelen a paradicsom, ám az agyunk nem engedi, hogy sokáig éljünk benne.

My paradise:] This morning, with her, having coffee.

A fantasy can be equivalent to a paradise and if the fantasy passes, better yet, because eternal paradise would be very boring.