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If supernatural life in God's paradise is more important than natural life on earth, then the day you received Jesus Christ is more important than the day you were naturally born. Jon 3:6

If this cursed and fallen world holds such beauty as what I see, Imagine the beauty of paradise that's gladly waiting for me.

If we believe that god is the creator of evil, maybe there is evil also in heaven, if that is the case, we are not out of the woods yet

If you allow yourself to experience the present moment, you will discover that it does not get better than this Paradise is here and now, waiting for you to arrive, to accept, to surrender, and to enjoy.

If you are poor and go without food and clothes, don't hope for wealth in paradise, you are already forsaken

If you lose God's paradise in Heaven, then you never existed.

If you point to paradise, all the shortsighted will see is your finger.

If you think about life simply as one big waiting room for eternity, who cares if it's not fully air conditioned?

I have drunk the night and swallowed the stars. I am dancing with abandon and singing with rapture. There is not a thing I do not love. There is not a person I have not forgiven. I feel a universe of love. I feel a universe of light. Tonight, I am with old friends and we are returning home. The moon is our witness.

I look forward to seeing you in the “jungle” as our warriors meet and join the battle drum that calls for unity in the struggle for breaking the chains of modern slavery—like the butterflies flying the skies and the birds over the seas, all are welcomed for both ear and eye—promises of victory are high, for even if unattainable today, tomorrow still holds the torch and dream, like fire of paradise, glory of life, glory of eternity!

I have discovered biker paradise. It is called the Great Smoky Mountains.

Indeed, for the righteous is attainment - Gardens and grapevines And full-breasted [companions] of equal age And a full cup. No ill speech will they hear therein or any falsehood - [As] reward from your Lord, [a generous] gift [made due by] account, [From] the Lord of the heavens and the earth and whatever is between them, the Most Merciful. They possess not from Him [authority for] speech. [The Quran, 78:31-37]

Imagination is paradise.

In einer Zivilisation von Dichtern sind die Probleme der Gesellschaft gelöst, auch die Angst vor dem Tod ist kein Problem mehr. Den Logos für sich zu gewinnen, das ist doch das Höchste, wonach der Mensch strebt! Hat er das, braucht er kein Paradies mehr.

In het paradijs kom je pas als je hier tot het volle besef bent gekomen van de onschatbare waarde van het goede en de allesvernietigende kracht van het kwade. Want het paradijs is niet onvoorwaardelijk een en al goedheid: je moet van de boom van de kennis van goed en kwaad afblijven.

In particular, we must take account of the well-known and striking saying of Jesus to the dying brigand beside him, recorded by Luke (23.43). 'Today,' he said, 'you will be with me in paradise.' 'Paradise' is not the final destination; it is a beautiful resting place on the way there. But notice. If there is anyone in the New Testament to whom we might have expected the classic doctrine of purgatory to apply, it would be this brigand. He had no time for amendment of life; no doubt he had all kinds of sinful thoughts and desires in what was left of his body. All the standard arguments in favour of purgatory apply to him. And yet Jesus assures him of his place in paradise, not in a few days or weeks, not if his friends say a lot of prayers and masses for him, but 'today.

In life, if you are refused membership to a club, you get a refund check for dues paid; what happens to your tithes if Jesus denies you entry to God's Paradise? Mal. 3:10.

It's impossible to do science without faith. Sometimes scientists build theories on the premises of faulty assumptions until they discover they were in error and begin again from square one until they discover the true theory. It's quite different with theologians, they build false theory upon false theory until they give you detailed descriptions of heaven and hell and construct dogmas to protect their errors and if you dare say they are in error they condemn you to eternal damnation they arrived at through false theories

In the beginning, there was the earth, formless and empty. Darkness hung over the surface of the deep. And then there was light. It spilled over the waters, vast and powerful, and its creation severed the unity that had come before. This light was a separate entity from the darkness. Something novel and cruelly different. The spirits called it “day.” Its opposite was called “night.” Between them was evening and morning—the First Day. This division marked the end of peace in the universe. Everything has been pretty much fucked up since then.

In this way, without understanding how, I entered sleep together with Christ's passion and the nightingales' warbling, just as the soul will enter Paradise.

It had been a dream, and dreams lie. Dreams cannot be trusted. Dreams lure you in with promises of your heart's desire, of everything you hope for, of fantasy and fiction made flesh. And then as soon as you reach for paradise, they turn and crush you.

It is idle to say there is no such garden. Everyone recognises the same nostalgia... Paradise is neither a moment nor a place; it is a condition. So when the lover calls to his or her beloved to come into the garden, it is, in the final implication, a summons to overcome to human condition.

It is not in the gene of an Intellectually blinded person to experience the paradise in the writer's imagination.

I took a bite of a Bloody Ploughman. Even the flesh was red. 'Bloody,' Carral said. 'Nice colour,' I answered. 'It looks sinful. I bet that was the apple Eve ate, you know, in the Bible, the forbidden fruit.' 'Might be. But I've eaten some too now. Does that mean you have to kick me out of your house?' I held the half-eaten apple out to her. She burst out laughing and pointed out at the factory: 'Does this look like paradise or what?

Its ghetto paradise for some and hell on earth for others!

It's my belief that if we do not willingly embrace the challenge of Eden with all our hearts, then we will likely be forced to face challenges far far darker and more ominous in design.

It's too hard for people to accept. The weak-minded invent invisible gods and gardens and reunions in paradise. Or some. like you, won't buy unto that nonsense, but it's still too painful to admit the truth. So you come up with this 'how can we know?' rationale.

I remember seeing a bumper sticker that said, “I believe in life before death.” To me this means that we don’t have to imagine a future paradise. Paradise can happen right here, right now, while we’re in this human incarnation. The choice is ours.

I've often heard people say, “Your country is beautiful, a virtual paradise.” When will the people of Indonesia be as beautiful as their land, with a civilization and culture that contributes to the greater beauty of humankind and no longer smothers and strangles the mind?

It was the day without a yesterday, and the world was so new the paint was still wet on the flowers, the meadows were wrapped up in a glossy cellophane of dew, and freshly budded leaves dangled like shiny price-tags from the trees.

I went to Maui to stay a week and remained five. I never spent so pleasant a month before, or bade any place goodbye so regretfully. I have not once thought of business, or care or human toil or trouble or sorrow or weariness, and the memory of it will remain with me always.

I want to visit the snow in Antarctica before global warming turns it into a tropical paradise.

Loving me is like entering a dungeon with a lot of doors. I cannot guarantee you that you will get the key of every door you come across, I cannot tell you which door leads you where and what is behind it, I cannot assure you that you will head back out again the way you came in. All I can say is if you manage to open every right door and the last one too, I will make you one of my secrets forever, you will see and feel things that you have never come across, which will never let you leave again from the paradise that you have reached.

I will survive: if the hell rejects me, there is always the paradise.

Looking For Gold I'm looking for the gold in this life A love so rare It's doesn't have a price Not living for the future No heaven, no hell, no paradise And I'm giving it all away now, Cause you can't step In the same river twice

Love is like a cherry blossoms... they bloom at the first promise of the spring, they beautify even and the most grey landscape, they scatter at the first gust of the wind... But as they hold, when you look at them, you steal a little vew of paradise...

L'unico inferno e l'unico paradiso sono quelli che ci costruiamo noi.

Make your paradise here on earth, your own little paradise

Mehak, I know of a place where the king is great and in his reign the peasant is happy, the treasury full, the army satisfied and the poor content. There is such peace and plenty in that place, when you visit the people in their homes, the decorated doorways arch around you like a beautiful embrace. There are no doors at the entrances of the homes of these welcoming people, Mehak, my dearest! Every day there feels like a day of festival. And, day or night, wayfarers clink their gold playfully in their hands as they walk, be it over the plains or through woods. We can rule that kingdom, if you come with me. The only thing that is different there is the currency of the land. It is not gold. It is flowers.

Man in his hunger for faith will feed his mind with the nearest and most convenient food.

Maybe it takes tragedy to create paradise.

No ancient Jew was ever promised, or expected, a heavenly life. That was a wild and outrageous teaching of Jesus. Holy text never offers a heavenly hope--before Jesus. Think about it: No matter how faithful Adam would have been, he could never graduate to heaven. Going to heaven was a 'Jesus teaching.' It simply does not exist in Torah. pg xxvii

Nobody can stay in the Garden of Eden.

Multi cauta paradisul cu o blonda pe o insula pustie, nestiind ca acolo se afla doar insula si ceva numit prostie.

My Invented Country; it resembles a heart-shaped paradise.

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

Ni rahisi kushinda vita ya maisha na kuishi mbinguni duniani. Ni vigumu kushinda vita ya dhambi na kuishi mbinguni paradiso.

Nobody is fully ready for paradise. That is why 'the kingdom come' will be like thief in the night.

No matter where I've been overseas, the greatest joy was moving into Italy. Italy has changed me, for the better.

Paradise,’ he began, and the p meant a spray. ‘The old legend about Paradise—that was about us, about right now. Yes! Just think about it. Those two in Paradise, they were offered a choice: happiness without freedom, or freedom without happiness, nothing else. Those idiots chose freedom. And then what? Then for centuries they were homesick for the chains. That’s why the world was so miserable, see? They missed the chains. For ages! And we were the first to hit on the way to get back to happiness. No, wait ... listen to me. The ancient God and us, side by side, at the same table. Yes! We helped God finally overcome the Devil—because that’s who it was that pushed people to break the commandment and taste freedom and be ruined. It was him, the wily serpent. But we gave him a boot to the head! Crack! And it was all over: Paradise was back. And we’re simple and innocent again, like Adam and Eve. None of those complications about good and evil: Everything is very simple, childishly simple —Paradise! The Benefactor, the Machine, the Cube, the Gas Bell, the Guardians: All those things represent good, all that is sublime, splendid, noble, elevated, crystal pure. Because that is what protects our nonfreedom, which is to say, our happiness.