Quotes
Quotes about Heaven
For the child of God, death is when the earth recedes and heaven opens up.
A daddy was listening to his child say his prayer "Dear Harold," ........ At this, dad interrupted and said, "Wait a minute, "How come you called God, Harold? The little boy looked up and said, "That's what they call Him in church. You know the prayer we say, "Our Father, who art in Heaven, Harold be Thy name.".
Who covereth thyself with light as a garment: who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain: Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who maketh the clouds his chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind: Who maketh his angels spirits: his ministers a flaming fire: Who laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be removed for ever.
By unseen hand uplifted in the light Of sunset, yonder solitary cloud Floats, with its white apparel blown abroad, And wafted up to heaven.
If woolly fleeces spread the heavenly way No rain, be sure, disturbs the summer's day.
Clouds on clouds, in volumes driven, Curtain round the vault of heaven.
Complaint is the largest tribute Heaven receives.
It will free man from his remaining chains, the chains of gravity which still tie him to this planet. It will open to him the gates of heaven.
When I investigate and when I discover that the forces of the heavens and the planets are within ourselves, then truly I seem to be living among the gods.
Confess yourself to heaven, Repent what's past, avoid what is to come, And do not spread the compost on the weeds To make them ranker.
So may heaven's grace clear away the foam from the conscience, that the river of thy thoughts may roll limpid thenceforth, [It., Se toso grazia risolva le schiume Di vostra conscienza, si che chiaro Per essa scenda della mente il fiume.]
The more a man denies himself, the more he shall receive from heaven. Naked, I seek the camp of those who covet nothing. [Lat., Quanto quisque sibi plura negaverit, A dis plura feret. Nil cupientium Nudus castra peto.]
Let me posses what I now have, or even less, so that I may enjoy my remaining days, if Heaven grant any to remain. [Lat., Sit mihi quod nunc est, etiam minus et mihi vivam Quod superest aevi--si quid superesse volunt di.]
Heaven sends us good meat, but the devil sends us cooks.
Courage, the highest gift, that scorns to bend To mean devices for a sordid end. Courage--an independent spark from Heaven's bright throne, By which the soul stands raised, triumphant high, alone. Great in itself, not praises of the crowd, Above all vice, it stoops not to be proud. Courage, the mighty attribute of powers above, By which those great in war, are great in love. The spring of all brave acts is seated here, As falsehoods draw their sordid birth from fear.
This is courage in a man: to bear unflinchingly what heaven sends.
The Impossible Dream To dream the impossible dream To fight the unbeatable foe To bear the unbearable sorrow To run where the brave dare not go To write the unwritable wrong To be better far than you are To try when your arms are too weary The reach the unreachable star This is my quest, to follow that star No matter how hopeless, No matter how far To fight for the right Whithout question or pause To be willing to march into hell For a heavenly cause And I know if I'll only be true To this glorious quest That my heart will be peaceful and calm When I'm laid to my rest And the world would be better for this That one man scorned and covered with scars Still strove with his last ounce of courage To reach the unreachable star music by Leigh.
Heaven takes care that no man secures happiness by crime. [It., Oh! ben provvide il cielo, Ch' uom per delitto mai lieto non sia.]
But many a crime deemed innocent on earth Is registered in Heaven; and these no doubt Have each their record, with a curse annex'd.
Whenever man commits a crime heaven finds a witness.
Daisies infinite Uplift in praise their little growing hands, O'er every hill that under heaven expands.
And the Lord said unto Moses, Stretch out thine hand toward heaven, that there may be darkness over the land of Egypt, even darkness which may be felt.
Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it, Making it momentany as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream, Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!' The jaws of darkness do devour it up: So quick bright things come to confusion.
Day is a snow-white Dove of heaven That from the East glad message brings.
To appreciate heaven well, it's good for a person to have some fifteen minutes of hell.
