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I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.
I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.
In the nine heavens are eight Paradises;
Where is the ninth one? In the human breast.
Only read more
In the nine heavens are eight Paradises;
Where is the ninth one? In the human breast.
Only the blessed dwell in th' Paradises,
But blessedness dwells in the human breast.
Paradise is to be the ultimate instrument, fulfilling God's desperate intent that we love each other. The music people . read more
Paradise is to be the ultimate instrument, fulfilling God's desperate intent that we love each other. The music people . . . they give thanks for the gift and reflect the love.
Paradise is our native country, and we in this world be as exiles and strangers
Paradise is our native country, and we in this world be as exiles and strangers
Someone who has set out in the vehicle of a Bodhisattva should decide that `I must lead all the beings read more
Someone who has set out in the vehicle of a Bodhisattva should decide that `I must lead all the beings to nirvana, into that realm of nirvana which leaves nothing behind'. What is this realm of nirvana which leaves nothing behind ?
Through clever and constant application of propaganda, people can be made to see paradise as hell, and also the other read more
Through clever and constant application of propaganda, people can be made to see paradise as hell, and also the other way round, to consider the most wretched sort of life as paradise.
Your optimistic eyes seem like paradise, to someone like...me.
Your optimistic eyes seem like paradise, to someone like...me.
The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.
The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.
There is no expeditious road
To pack and label men for God,
And save them by the read more
There is no expeditious road
To pack and label men for God,
And save them by the barrel-load.
Some may perchance, with strange surprise,
Have blundered into Paradise.