Top 1200 Gone To Heaven Quotes & Sayings - Page 18

Princes are venison in Heaven.

Gratitude is heaven itself.

My idea of heaven is not writing.

Here or nowhere is our heaven.

Heaven is where the reasonable people are!

You're as close to heaven as I'll ever be.

Sincerity is the way to heaven.

Heaven is where you'll be when you are okay right where you are.

Many love music but for music's sake, Many because her touches can awake Thoughts that repose within the breast half-dead, And rise to follow where she loves to lead. What various feelings come from days gone by! What tears from far-off sources dim the eye! Few, when light fingers with sweet voices play, And melodies swell, pause, and melt away, Mind how at every touch, at every tone, A spark of life hath glistened and hath gone.

The bridge of grace will bear your weight, brother. Thousands of big sinners have gone across that bridge, yea, tens of thousands have gone over it. Some have been the chief of sinners and some have come at the very last of their days but the arch has never yielded beneath their weight. I will go with them trusting to the same support. It will bear me over as it has for them.

Heaven is along the way.

There is no marriage in Heaven, but there is love.

The Kingdom of Heaven is within you.

Heaven's harmony is universal love.

Now suppose both death and hell were utterly defeated. Suppose the fight was fixed. Suppose God took you on a crystal ball trip into your future and you saw with indubitable certainty that despite everything — your sin, your smallness, your stupidity — you could have free for the asking your whole crazy heart’s deepest desire: heaven, eternal joy. Would you not return fearless and singing? What can earth do to you, if you are guaranteed heaven? To fear the worst earthly loss would be like a millionaire fearing the loss of a penny — less, a scratch on a penny.

O what a heaven is love! O what a hell!

Since ... 'the kingdom of heaven suffers violence and the violent take it by force' (Mt. 11:12), and it is impossible for the faithful to enter it by any other way, unless they come through the narrow gate of trials and tribulations, the divine oracle rightly commands us, saying: 'Strive to enter by the narrow door' (Lk. 13:24). Again He says, 'By your endurance you will gain your souls' (Lk. 21:19), and, 'Through many tribulations we must enter the kingdom of heaven' (Acts 14:22).

But you can’t get to any of these truths by sitting in a field smiling beatifically, avoiding your anger and damage and grief. Your anger and damage and grief are the way to the truth. We don’t have much truth to express unless we have gone into those rooms and closets and woods and abysses that we were told not go in to. When we have gone in and looked around for a long while, just breathing and finally taking it in – then we will be able to speak in our own voice and to stay in the present moment. And that moment is home.

Because of Bethlehem, I have a friend in heaven.

Heaven is to be at peace with things.

All these books are published in Heaven.

There is no heaven, there is no hell, except here on Earth.

I'm the one and only. In heaven and on Earth

Divorces are made in heaven.

Music is the language of heaven.

Look up here, I'm in heaven.

My dad's not here, but he's watching in heaven.

There is the music of Heaven in all things.

When I'm on the court, it's like I'm in heaven.

As high as Heaven, as deep as Hell.

What a heaven is love! O what a hell!

Heaven is not made for the slothful.

The highest place was given to Him, who died on the cross, far above all principality and power, and might, and dominion, and every name that is named. There He is now the Man in the Glory. Once more let me state it, the Lord Jesus Christ is corporeally present in the highest heaven. Everything depends on this. If His physical resurrection and corporeal presence in the highest heaven is denied, His present work and future work are an impossibility, and we rob ourselves of every comfort joy and peace. Then, too, His atoning work on the cross has no meaning for us.

Heaven is in a grain of sand.

Gratitude, in itself, is heaven.

The higher the hair, the closer to heaven.

Earth and heaven are in us

wherever there's laughter, there is heaven

If God brings our pets back to life, it wouldn't surprise me. It would be just like Him. It would be totally in keeping with His generous character... Exorbitant. Excessive. Extravagant in grace after grace. Of all the dazzling discoveries and ecstatic pleasures heaven will hold for us, the potential of seeing Scrappy would be pure whimsy-utterly, joyfully, surprisingly superfluous... Heaven is going to be a place that will refract and reflect in as many ways as possible the goodness and joy of our great God, who delights in lavishing love on His children.

Afflictions are the steps to heaven.

Heaven's Virginia when the year's at its Spring.

If Bach is not in Heaven, I am not going!

Hearts at peace, under an English heaven.

I'd storm heaven for you, if I knew where it was.

Flowers are heaven's masterpiece.

There is perfect love in heaven!

It is the gift of heaven and not of reason.

Suddenly this defeat. This rain. The blues gone gray And the browns gone gray And yellow A terrible amber. In the cold streets Your warm body. In whatever room Your warm body. Among all the people Your absence The people who are always Not you. I have been easy with trees Too long. Too familiar with mountains. Joy has been a habit. Now Suddenly This rain.

In the past, foreign intervention was obviously a major problem. Foreign domination, or if not domination, interference. But that has ended. There is no foreign domination; there is minimal foreign interference. The Cold War has ended. The Soviet Union no longer exists. The United States is showing minimal and diminishing interest in the Muslim world. They now have to confront their own problems. The old excuses are gone. The old justifications are gone and therefore the anger of people is turning increasingly against their own rulers.

Innocence has a friend in heaven.

The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy.

The starry cope Of heaven.

Heaven is a homegrown cucumber

I shall hear in heaven.

Joy is the serious business of Heaven.

If there's a heaven, I can't find the stairway

The family is the pattern of heaven.

Short prayer pierceth heaven.

Earth's crammed with Heaven.

Where was he, her Alexander, of once? Was he truly gone? The Alexander of the Summer Garden, of their first Lazarevo days, of the hat in his hands, white toothed, peaceful, laughing, languid, stunning Alexander, had he been left far behind? Well, Tatiana supposed that was only right. For Alexander believed his Tatiana of once was gone, too. The swimming child Tatiana of the Luga, of the Neva, of the River Kama. Perhaps on the surface they were still in their twenties, but their hearts were old.