Best 393 quotes in «paradise quotes» category

Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.

Refuse to seek for the road to paradise, because every beautiful place is already a paradise!

Remembrance is the only paradise out of which we cannot be driven away.

Santa Barbara is a paradise; Disneyland is a paradise; the U.S. is a paradise. Paradise is just paradise. Mournful, monotonous, and superficial though it may be, it is paradise. There is no other.

Satan rejoiced when Adam (peace be upon him) came out of Paradise, but he did not know that when a diver sinks into the sea, he collects pearls and then rises again.

Scripture brought me to the Gate of Paradise, and the mind stood in wonder as it entered.

Sinatra’s idea of paradise is a place where there are plenty of women and no newspapermen. He doesn’t know it, but he’d be better off if it were the other way around.

So after Another You I ran off to my very own piece of paradise, my home in Hana.

Sloth is the tempter that beguiles and expels from paradise.

Some would find fault with the morning, if they ever got up early enough.. The fault find faults even in Paradise.

Sooner could a fish live upon a tree than the wicked in Paradise.

Stories of a mythical angel paradise called an Angelopolis are like Peter Pan's Never Never Land.

South Carolina is in the spring a paradise, in the summer a hell, and in the autumn a hospital.

The loves that meet in Paradise shall cast out fear, And Paradise hath room for you and me and all.

...the avocado is a food without rival among the fruits, the veritable fruit of paradise

The cultural products of America from this period [ fifties and sixties] are like a vision of paradise or something. I find it utterly intoxicating.

Then wilt thou not be loath To leave this Paradise, but shalt possess A Paradise within thee, happier far.

The problem with paradise is that it's temporary: You don't belong here and the neighbors are nobody you care to know, so it's only blissful for a week or so.

The ocean seemed like a sea of Eden. But now we are facing paradise lost.

The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.

The Sabbath is the link between the paradise which has passed away and the paradise which is yet to come.

There are two main human sins from which all the others derive: impatience and indolence. It was because of impatience that they were expelled from Paradise; it is because of indolence that they do not return. Yet perhaps there is only one major sin: impatience. Because of impatience they were expelled, because of impatience they do not return.

There is no paradise, no place of true completion that does not include within its walls the unknown.

There are two cardinal human sins out of which all others derive, deviate, and dissipate: impatience and lassitude (or perhaps nonchalance). On account of impatience they are driven out of paradise; on account of lassitude or nonchalance they do not return. Perhaps, however, only one main sense of sin is given: impatience. On account of impatience they are driven out, on account of impatience they do not turn back.

There is a kind of serenity in love which is almost a paradise.

The way to paradise is an uphill climb whereas hell is downhill. Hence, there is a struggle to get to paradise and not to hell.

They paved paradise and put up a parkin lot With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot Don't it always seem to go That you don't know what you got till it's gone

Think twice; it's just another day for you and me in paradise.

Those who are looking for paradise on Earth should come and see Dubrovnik.

This is the time. This is the place. This is the vastness. Right here is paradise. Always. Always.

To hope for Paradise is to live in Paradise, a very different thing from actually getting there.

Thou hast the keys of Paradise, oh, just, subtle, and mighty opium!

To the Elysian shades dismiss my soul, where no carnation fades.

To Paradise, the Arabs say, Satan could never find the way Until the peacock led him in.

Twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there: Two paradises 'twere in one To live in paradise alone.

Traveling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places.

Travel is a fools paradise.

Traveling is a fool's paradise.

Tyranny destroys or strengthens the individual; freedom enervates him, until he becomes no more than a puppet. Man has more chances of saving himself by hell than by paradise.

Veracity is a plant of paradise, and the seeds have never flourished beyond the walls.

Well, it's not far down to paradise, at least it's not for me And if the wind is right you can sail away and find tranquility.

We always imagine that there's got to be somewhere else better than where we are right now; this is the Great Somewhere Else we all carry around in our heads. We believe Somewhere Else is out there for us if only we could find it. But there's no Somewhere Else. Everything is right here...Make this your paradise or make this your hell. The choice is entirely yours. Really.

When I started to paint I felt transported into a kind of paradise... In everyday life I was usually bored and vexed... Starting to paint I felt gloriously free.

We're on a road to nowhere, come on inside. Takin' that ride to nowhere, we'll take that ride. I'm feelin' okay this mornin', and you know, we're on the road to paradise, here we go, here we go.

We were expelled from Paradise, but it was not destroyed. The expulsion from Paradise was in one sense a piece of good fortune, for if we had not been expelled, Paradise would have had to be destroyed.

What are you afraid of? I'm afraid of not recognizing Paradise.

What you see at the Field Museum is only like, 10 percent of the collection. It's birds of paradise and passenger pigeons and in all these drawers that pull out, these specimens come out and it's spectacular. And it worked out.

You cannot avoid paradise. You can only avoid seeking it.

When our first parents were driven out of Paradise, Adam is believed to have remarked to Eve, "My dear, we live in an age of transition.

When spring comes to Paris the humblest mortal alive must feel that he dwells in paradise.