Paradise Quotes
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Where choice begins, Paradise ends, innocence ends, for what is Paradise but the absence of any need to choose this action?
Arthur Miller
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Rooted in the mythology of all primitive races is the belief in a land of peace and happiness, a sort of earthly paradise, once possessed by man, but now lost, and only to be attained again by the virtuous.
H. A. Guerber
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I don't like Paradise, as they probably don't have obsessions there.
Alda Merini
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We did not get any money from the early records. It was all taken by crooked managers. It is just a gangster's paradise.
Robert Wyatt
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Prayer brings a good spirit in our homes. For God hears prayer. Heaven itself would come down to our homes. And even though we who constitute the home all have our imperfections and our failings, our home would, through God's answer to prayer, become a little paradise.
Ole Hallesby
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The first pages of memory are like the old family Bible. The first leaves are wholly faded and somewhat soiled with handling. But, when we turn further, and come to the chapters where Adam and Eve were banished from Paradise, then, all begins to grow clear and legible.
Max Muller
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There's only one of us here: What we give to others, we give to ourselves. What we withhold from others, we withhold from ourselves. In any moment, when we choose fear instead of love, we deny ourselves the experience of Paradise.
Marianne Williamson
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He didn't have a worry in the world back then. He was in paradise and didn't know it.
John Updike
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Gentleness and kindness will make our homes a paradise upon earth.
Cyrus Augustus Bartol
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The happiness of the ignorant is but an animal’s paradise.
John Lancaster Spalding
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You think it doesn't really matter if you screw up this time around because you can just sort it all out in paradise
Caitlin Moran
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Immortal amarant, a flower which once In paradise, fast by the tree of life, Began to bloom; but soon for man's offence To heaven removed, where first it grew, there grows, And flowers aloft, shading the fount of life, And where the river of bliss through midst of heaven Rolls o'er elysian flowers her amber stream: With these that never fade the spirits elect Bind their resplendent locks.
John Milton
