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Both heaven and earth rejoice when a saint escapes the earthly body: Heaven because a soul has triumphed over the devil. And earth because a saint is a prickly person to live with.
— Margaret Frazer
Next time a sunrise steals your breath or a meadow of flowers leave you speechless, remain that way. Say nothing, and listen as Heaven whispers, "Do you like it? I did it just for you."
— Max Lucado
Our little time of suffering is not worthy of our first night's welcome home to Heaven.
— Samuel Rutherford
Now she and I sit together in her room and eat chocolate, and I tell her that in a very long time when we both to go heaven, we should try to get chairs next to each other, close to the dessert table.
— Anne Lamott
She quoted the Reverend James Forbes as saying, "Nobody gets into heaven without a letter of reference from the poor.
— Anne Lamott
Sigh: who was it who said that to get into heaven, you needed a letter of recommendation from the poor?
— Anne Lamott
Lukewarm people think about life on earth much more often than eternity in heaven.
— Francis Chan
Filter your pain through the brevity of this life and the unending beauty of the next.
— Max Lucado
Imparadis'd in one another's arms.
— John Milton
He shook my dozing soul and threw the cold water of reality in my face, so that life and God and heaven and hell broke into my world with glory and horror. (on CS Lewis)
— John Piper
Life, any life, would be well spent, under any conceivable conditions in bringing one human soul to know and love and serve God and His Son, and thereby securing for yourself at least one temple where your name and memory would be held for ever and for ever in affectionate praise — a regenerate heart in heaven. That fame will prove immortal, when all the poems and pyramids of earth have gone to dust.
— John Paton
Cease, stranger, cease those witching notes, The art of syren choirs; Hush the seductive voice that floats Across the trembling wires. Music's ethereal power was given Not to dissolve our clay, But draw Promethean beams from heaven To purge the dross away.
— John Henry Newman