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Eeyore religion says that the earth isn't worth saving, anyway, and that when it comes to an end, the Faithful will be transported instantly to heaven. No problem. We'd like to see them explain things to Saint Peter at the Gate, when he asks them what they did with the world that God entrusted to them. That might get a bit sticky.

Ein einziger dankbarer Gedanke gen Himmel ist das vollkommenste Gebet. One single grateful thought raised to heaven is the most perfect prayer.

Enjoy thankfully any happy hour heaven may send you, nor think that your delights will keep till another year.

Entrance into Heaven is not at the hour of death, but at the moment of conversion.

Equal partnerships are not made in heaven-they are made on earth, one choice at a time, one conversation at a time, one threshold crossing at a time.

Equality would be a heaven, if we could attain it.

Eternity will not be long enough to learn all he is, or to praise him for all he has done, but then, that matters not; for we shall be always with him, and we desire nothing more.

Eternity will be wonderful, but there is one thing heaven will not contain, and that is the call, the possibility, and the privilege of living a supernatural life here and now by faith, before we meet Jesus face to face.

Even Heaven would be Hell to some people because they'd be too close to God!

Even if heaven were real, and measured as Revelation says, so many cubits this wayand that, how gimcrack a place it would be, crammed with its pavements of gold, its gates of pearl and topaz, like a gigantic chunkof costume jewelry.

Even He that died for us upon the cross, in the last hour, in the unutterable agony of death, was mindful of His mother, as if to teach us that this holy love should be our last worldly thought - the last point of earth from which the soul should take its flight for heaven.

Even the sober desire for progress is sustained by faith—faith in the intrinsic goodness of human nature and in the omnipotence of science. It is a defiant and blasphemous faith, not unlike that held by the men who set out to build a "city and a tower, whose top may reach unto heaven" and who believed that "nothing will be restrained from them, which they have imagined to do.

Even the paradise of fools is not an unpleasant abode while it is inhabitable.

Even the worst neighborhood of Heaven will be better than the best neighborhood of the fanciest town on Earth!

Even today I am not ashamed to say that, overpowered by stormy enthusiasm, I fell down on my knees and thanked Heaven from an overflowing heart for granting me the good fortune of being permitted to live at this time.

Every act, every deed of justice and mercy and benevolence, makes heavenly music in Heaven.

Every believer departing this old earth ...immediately transitions into heaven and is welcomed home by Jesus himself.

Everybody is waiting for the end to come, but what if it already passed us by? What if the final joke of Judgment Day was that it had already come and gone and we were none the wiser? Apocalypse arrives quietly; the chosen are herded off to heaven, and the rest of us, the ones who failed the test, just keep on going, oblivious. Dead already, wandering around long after the gods have stopped keeping score, still optimistic about the future.

Everybody wants to enjoy heaven after they die, but they don't want to be heavenly-minded while they live.

Everybody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to go there right away.

Everybody wants to go to Heaven, but no one wants to die to get there!

Everybody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die.

Every Christian that goes before us from this world is a ransomed spirit waiting to welcome us in heaven.

Every church is flawed. Still, you'd better learn to love it since it's the only group Jesus said he's taking to Heaven.

Every Christian who keeps looking up stretches his heart's capacity for Heaven.

Every criticism or slight against you, warranted or not, received or endured humbly, is written in heaven for your reward.

Every Englishman believes that Handel now occupies an important position in heaven. If so, le bon Dieu must feel toward him very much as Louis Treize felt toward Richelieu.

...Every ego so far from being a unity is in the highest degree a manifold world, a constellated heaven, a chaos of forms, of states and stages, of inheritances and potentialities. It appears to be a necessity as imperative as eating and breathing for everyone to be forced to regard this chaos as a unity and to speak of his ego as though is was a one-fold and clearly detached and fixed phenomenon. Even the best of us shares this delusion.

Every fresh act of benevolence is the herald of deeper satisfaction; every charitable act a stepping-stone towards heaven.

Every man is received in heaven who receives heaven in himself while in the world, and he is excluded who does not.

Every man must get to Heaven his own way.

Every man with his own peculiar vice. His will hardly rock heaven or hell.

Everyone in heaven will be fully blessed, but not everyone will be equally blessed. Every believer's cup will be full and running over, but not everyone's cup will be the same size. We determine in time what our capacity for appreciating God will be in eternity.

Every master of slaves is born a petty tyrant. They bring the judgment of heaven on a Country. As nations can not be rewarded or punished in the next world they must be in this. By an inevitable chain of causes & effects providence punishes national sins, by national calamities.

Every mortal birth is a heaven-given reminder to prepare for the second birth.

„Everyone wants to believe that there’s something else – something great – waiting for them on the other side. Paradise. Valhalla. Heaven. Their next – hopefully less horrible – life.

Every sinner is now on trial once for all. He is now invited by the bleeding Saviour, urged by all the horrors of hell, to enter heaven. But death closes the possibility for ever.

Every saved person this side of heaven owes the gospel to every lost person this side of hell.

Everything that has name and form must begin in time, exist in time, and end in time. These are settled doctrines of the Vedanta, and as such the heavens are given up.

Everything that from eternity has happened in heaven and earth, the life of God and all the deeds of time simply are the struggles for Spirit to know Itself, to find Itself, be for Itself, and finally unite itself to Itself; it is alienated and divided, but only so as to be able thus to find itself and return to Itself...As existing in an individual form, this liberation is called 'I'; as developed to its totality, it is free Spirit; as feeling, it is Love; and as enjoyment, it is Blessedness.

Everything we "know" from above [heaven], we know from down here [earth]. How can you take something like that seriously?

Everything under heaven is in utter chaos; the situation is excellent.

Everything in man should halt in awe...Let all the world quake and let Heaven exult when Christ the Son of the living God is there on the altar.

Every time I read a Jane Austen novel, I feel like a bartender at the gates of heaven.

Everything that is in the heavens, on earth, and under the earth is penetrated with connectedness, penetrated with relatedness.

Exalted Manna, gladness of the best, Heaven in ordinary, man well drest.

Evolving life must experience a vast range of possibilities, based on environmental histories so unpredictable that no realized route - the pathway to consciousness in the form of Homo sapiens or Little Green Men, for example - can be construed as a highway to heaven, but must be viewed as a tortuous track rutted with uncountable obstacles and festooned with innumerable alternative branches. Any reasonably precise repetition of our earthly route on another planet therefore becomes wildly improbable even in a trillion cases.

Expectation makes a blessing dear. Heaven were not heaven if we knew what it was.

Expecting hell, we're ill prepared for heaven.

Excitement is the drunkenness of the spirits. Only calm waters reflect heaven in their bosom.