Heaven cannot brook two suns, nor earth two masters.

Heaven means to be one with God.

All my authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me.

Familiarity breeds contempt – and children.

If you are not allowed to laugh in heaven, I don’t want to go there.

For me, the real earth is that chosen part of the universe, still almost universally dispersed and in course of gradual segregation, but which is little by little taking on body and form in Christ.

Each man is always in the middle of the surface of the earth and under the zenith of his own hemisphere, and over the centre of the earth.

Knowledge of the past and of the places of the earth is the ornament and food of the mind of man.

What is the use of a house if you haven’t got a tolerable planet to put it on?

There is only a finger’s difference between a wise man and a fool.

The worst wheel of the cart makes the most noise.

Plumbers can be masters, the guy who did my patio is a master, some people are masters at raising really great children.

The earth is bountiful, and where her bounty fails, nitrogen drawn from the air will refertilize her womb. I developed a process for this purpose in 1900. It was perfected fourteen years later under the stress of war by German chemists.

Even a stopped clock is right twice a day.

Death and life have their determined appointments; riches and honors depend upon heaven.

The situation the Earth is in today has been created by unmindful production and unmindful consumption. We consume to forget our worries and our anxieties. Tranquilising ourselves with over-consumption is not the way.

What springs from earth dissolves to earth again, and heaven-born things fly to their native seat.

Christianity supplies a Hell for the people who disagree with you and a Heaven for your friends.

We do not wish to enter Heaven until our work is done, for it would make us uneasy if there were one single soul left to be saved by our means.

Being a hero is about the shortest-lived profession on earth.

I tell you the truth, it is hard for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven. Again I tell you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven.

In heaven an angel is nobody in particular.

If I am not allowed to laugh in heaven, I don’t want to go there.

For as one star another far exceeds, So souls in heaven are placed by their deeds.

The Bible says that God has a reason for keeping us here; if He didn’t, He would take us to Heaven far sooner.

As a man sow, shall he reap. and I know that talk is cheap. But the heat of the battle is as sweet as the victory.

It is not easy to see how the more extreme forms of nationalism can long survive when men have seen the Earth in its true perspective as a single small globe against the stars.

Don’t swap horses in crossing a stream.

An egg today is better than a hen to-morrow.

If I were a Roman Catholic, I should turn a heretic, in sheer desperation, because I would rather go to heaven than go to purgatory.

Ignorance is the curse of God; knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.

The first man gets the oyster, the second man gets the shell.

The earth is supported by the power of truth; it is the power of truth that makes the sun shine and the winds blow; indeed all things rest upon truth.

Heaven is a state of mind, not a location, since Spirit is everywhere and in everything.

You can think of the entire Internet as a place where ideas embodied in cyberspace are having a war, and it’s not much different than the war of gods in heaven, which has been taking place since there’s been human beings.

An ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down.

The blessed of us must save the less of us. I’m blessed, and yeah, I’m planning to go to Heaven.

Free will carried many a soul to hell, but never a soul to heaven.

I’m going to Heaven just like the thief on the cross who said in that last moment: ‚Lord, remember me.‘

Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.

The love of heaven makes one heavenly.

I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.

Even more amazing than modern technology is our opportunity to access information directly from Heaven, without hardware, software, or monthly service fees.

Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.

He that waits upon fortune, is never sure of a dinner.

All the gold which is under or upon the earth is not enough to give in exchange for virtue.

My belief as a Christian is when we receive Christ as salvation, that that gives us a guarantee for Heaven.

Property is intended to serve life, and no matter how much we surround it with rights and respect, it has no personal being. It is part of the earth man walks on. It is not man.

A church is a place in which gentlemen who have never been to heaven brag about it to persons who will never get there.

As we are, so we associate. The good, by affinity, seek the good; the vile, by affinity, the vile. Thus of their own volition, souls proceed into Heaven, into Hell.

The youth gets together his materials to build a bridge to the moon, or, perchance, a palace or temple on the earth, and, at length, the middle-aged man concludes to build a woodshed with them.

Conversion is a change of masters. Will we not do as much for our new master, the Lord Jesus, as we did once for our old tyrant lusts?

Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far.

A lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.

The view of Jerusalem is the history of the world; it is more, it is the history of earth and of heaven.

He that sows thorns should never go barefoot.

We must accept what science tells us, that man was born from the earth. But, more logical than the scientists who lecture us, we must carry this lesson to its conclusion: that is to say, accept that man was born entirely from the world – not only his flesh and bones but his incredible power of thought.

Don’t throw stones at your neighbors if your own windows are glass.

It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn’t feel like a giant. I felt very, very small.

One thing that I find very unmotivating is the kind of Plan B argument: when Earth gets destroyed, you want to be somewhere else. That doesn’t work for me. We have sent robotic probes now to every place in the solar system, and this is the best one.

Does wisdom perhaps appear on the earth as a raven which is inspired by the smell of carrion?