Heaven knows how to put a proper price upon its goods. It would be strange indeed if so celestial an article as Freedom should not be highly rated. Britain, with an army to enforce her tyranny, has declared that she has a right (not only to tax) but "to bind us in all cases whatsoever," and if being bound in that manner, is not slavery, then is there not such a thing as slavery upon earth. Even the expression is impious, for so unlimited a power can belong only to God.
Heaven is going to be like this life, only better. It will be like this life with all its joys and beauties and pleasures, but without the drawbacks - with all the assets but none of the liabilities.
Modern man, if he dared to be articulate about his concept of heaven, would describe a vision which would look like the biggest department store in the world, showing new things and gadgets, and himself having plenty of money with which to buy them.
Politicians promise you heaven before election and give you hell after
If you could pack for heaven, this was how you'd do it, touching everything, taking nothing.
I wonder if heaven got a ghetto?
If you want to win hearts, sow the seeds of Love. If you want heaven, stop scattering thorns on the road.
Thousands of experts study overbought indicators, oversold indicators, head-and-shoulder patterns, put-call ratios, the Fed's policy on money supply, foreign investment, the movement of the constellations through the heavens, and the moss on oak trees, and they can't predict markets with any useful consistency, any more than the gizzard squeezers could tell the Roman emperors when the Huns would attack.
It often happens that those of whom we speak least on earth are best known in heaven.
Heaven is purpose, principle, and people. Purgatory is paper and procedure. Hell is rules and regulations.
When my grandmother was alive, she used to tell me that every time God creates a soul in heaven, he creates another to become its special mate. And that once we're born, we begin our search for our soul mate, the one person who's the perfect fit for our mind and body. They lucky oens find each other.
Heaven is living in your hopes and Hell is living in your fears. It's up to each individual which one he chooses.
She brings him hope in the way that angels do, taking him to heaven in ways he never knew.
Because of Bethlehem, I have a friend in heaven.
The idealist is incorrigible: if he is thrown out of his heaven he makes an ideal of his hell.
There's some ill planet reigns: I must be patient till the heavens look With an aspect more favourable.
Is it true, O Christ in heaven, that the highest suffer the most? That the strongest wander furthest and most hopelessly are lost? That the mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain? That the anguish of the singer makes the sweetness of the strain?
When I arrive at the gates of Heaven the Good Lord will ask ‘what did you do in your life?’ I will respond ‘I tried to win football matches. ’ He will say: ‘Are you certain that’s all?’ But, well, that’s the story of my life.
When a woman has the gift of silence she possesses a quality above the vulgar. It is a gift of Heaven seldom bestowed; without a little miracle it cannot be accomplished; and Nature suffers violence when Heaven puts a woman in the humor of observing silence.
A lot of us have been raised with the Bible and with movies from Hollywood to believe that God shouts down from the heavens or appears in a burning bush. It's always so dramatic and kind of scary. So that's what we all expect when we're asking God for some answers.