Quotes About Eden

description of the holy of holies. "The veil encloses the most holy place, another colorful curtain made of the blue, purple, and scarlet of the high priest's ephod. On it are artistically embroidered images of the cherubim, as symbols of the guardians of Eden." The veil was a curtain of separation, a barrier that kept humanity ultimately at a distance from Yahweh. Achsah imagined the impressive chimeric cherubim and what they might look like before the throne of Yahweh.

What exactly is a cherubim?" Salah began. "Cherub," corrected Uriel. "Cherubim is the plural. They are the carriers of the throne chariot of Elohim. They were also guardians of the tree of life and the gates of Eden," said Uriel. "What do they look like? Do they look like you?" Salah's childlike innocence amused Uriel. "They are far more terrifying than me." "That isn't saying much," Noah jested.

Who loves a garden still his Eden keeps,Perennial pleasures plants, and wholesome harvests reaps.

Who loves a garden still his Eden keeps.

Utopia: a synonym for oblivion.

Tolkien believed devoutly that there had once been an Eden on earth, and that man's original sin and subsequent dethronement were responsible for the ills of the world; but his elves, though capable of sin and error, have not 'fallen' in the theological sense, and so are able to achieve much beyond the powers of men. They

Now, at the Eldorado, for instance, and the Eden (where a homemade bomb went off, wounding three guests, ten minutes after we had left)

In the Old Testament there are three major exiles: from the garden of Eden, from Egypt, and to Babylon. The return from these exiles helps us to understand the ministry of Jesus.

Wasted time in beautiful places, lingering joyfully just inside the gates of paradise with the world's colours aflame, always regretting the setting sun and the call home, the Edenic expulsion into the next day and its usual concerns.

Paradise belonged to the innocent. Which was why it was and would ever remain … empty. And that is what makes it a paradise.

If this was indeed the ancient land of Eden, then not even a memory of its former splendour remained.

Responsibility is what awaits outside the Eden of Creativity

From under the portal of the Holy of Holies in the Third Temple, a trickle of sweet water will flow through the Temple Courtyard and out to the countryside. The trickle will become a stream, and the stream will become a great river on whose banks trees will grow that produce new fruit every month. The leaves of these trees will heal every wound and sickness.17 The river will transform the Land of Israel into the Garden of Eden.

Some mornings they awake and can believe that they traverse an Eden, unbearably fair in the Dawn, squandering all its Beauty, day after day unseen, bearing them fruits, presenting them Game, bringing them a fugitive moment of Peace,--how, for days at a time, can they not, dizzy with it, believe themselves pass'd permanently into Dream...?

The root of all sin goes back to the garden of Eden. The result of Adam and Eve's disobedience was exile for them and all their descendants after them. Living in exile means living in a perpetual state of disconnection and separation that ultimately leads to death if not remedied. There are four aspects to exile: spiritual, emotional, relational, and physical.

Maybe there's something instinctive in us, that we're drawn to human habitation and can't resist a ruin, the way newborn babies respond to a crude drawing of a face. These are the rarities in human history, the places from which we've retreated. These once-inhabited places play a different air to the uninhabited; they suggest the lost past, the lost Eden, not the Utopia to come.

A certain kind of Eden holds us thrall.

You'd have to suit me first...and you do not. You must reform your ways, and you have not, and you must know me first, and you will not, and you must believe in love, and you cannot.

Wait," she called. She too stood, the chair skidding behind her. I didn't turn fully, but glanced over my shoulder. "Yes?" "What's your name?" she asked. "Eden Black." I paused. "Alien assassin. Don't worry. I will take care of EenLi." Her "thank you" echoed in my ears as the door closed behind me.

Nel cuore di ogni uomo e di ogni donna resta una specie di Eden dove non ci sono né morte né guerre, dove le belve e le cerbiatte giocano in pace. Si tratta solo di ritrovare quel paradiso, rifiutando di vedere tutto il resto

El Jardín del Edén, la tierra prometida, el paraíso. Mudo, mojado de lágrimas, el conquistador conquistado iba descubriendo el lugar donde acaba la tierra, Chile.

The Lord God planted a garden eastward in Eden; and there he put the man whom he had formed.

A heaven on earth.

Our meeting was inevitable. Our love was terminal. But God and Goddess damn it, our daughter was no mistake at all.