A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread- and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness-
Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise.
Autumn truly is what summer pretends to be: the best of all seasons. It
is as glorious as summer is tedious; as subtle as summer is obvious; as
refreshing as summer is wearying. Autumn seems like paradise.
Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or
discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is
to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring. It was peace.
Homo religiosus invents religious symbols, which he venerates and
worships to save him from facing the finality of his death and
dissolution. He devises paradise fictions to provide succor and
support... In acts of supreme self-deception, at various times and in
various places he has been willing to profess belief in the most
incredible myths because of what they have promised him.
If there were in the world today any large number of people who desired
their own happiness more than they desired the unhappiness of others, we
could have paradise in a few years.
In America, you go out, you walk across the country. You discover
paradise. In Australia, you walk across the country, and you find
absolutely nothing. And then you die.
It is a curious thing... that every creed promises a paradise that will
be absolutely uninhabitable for anyone of civilized taste.
Many years ago when an adored dog died, a great friend, a bishop, said
to me, 'You must always remember that, as far as the Bible is concerned,
God only threw the humans out of Paradise.'
Original sin, the true original sin, is the blind destruction for the
sake of greed of this natural paradise which lies all around us- if only
we were worthy of it.
Paradise does not exist, but we must nonetheless strive to be worthy of
Paradise is exactly like where you are right now, only much, much better.
Paradise is here or nowhere: You must take your joy with you, or you
will never find it.
Paradise on earth is where I am.
-Voltaire (François Marie Arouet)
Perhaps there is only one cardinal sin: impatience. Because of
impatience we were driven out of Paradise, because of impatience we
Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.
-Jean Paul Richter
(Religions) have made men feeble and caused them to become an easy prey
to evil minded men, who can control them more securely, seeing that the
great body of men, for the sake of gaining Paradise, are more disposed
to endure injuries than to avenge them.
She who goes unarmed in paradise had better be sure that is where she is.
The only paradise is paradise lost.
There is nothing more miserable in the world than to arrive in Paradise
and look like your passport photo.
Utility is when you have one telephone, luxury is when you have two,
opulence is when you have three- and paradise is when you have none.
Where choice begins, Paradise ends, innocence ends, for what is Paradise
but the absence of any need to choose this action?
With every 72 virgins they get in paradise, they also get 72
You cannot avoid paradise. You can only avoid seeing it.
-Charlotte Joko Beck
Your library is your paradise.
(September 2 is the birthday of Cleveland Amory.)