Be such a man, and live such a life, that if every man were such as you, and every life read more

Be such a man, and live such a life, that if every man were such as you, and every life a life like yours, this earth would be God'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.

Mahomet was taking his afternoon nap in his Paradise. An houri
had rolled a cloud under his head, and read more

Mahomet was taking his afternoon nap in his Paradise. An houri
had rolled a cloud under his head, and he was snoring serenely
near the fountain of Salsabil.

A book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, A Loaf of Bread, and Thou
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A book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, A Loaf of Bread, and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness--
On, Wilderness were Paradise enow!

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.

Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode, until we drive away

Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode, until we drive away

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.

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 ?

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.