The paradise of the rich is made out of the hell of the poor.

An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise.

A fool’s paradise is a wise man’s hell

Love! the surviving gift of Heaven, The choicest sweet of Paradise, In life’s else bitter cup distilled

Cheeseburger in paradise!

If I could do just one thing to change the world, I’d make everyone Thom Yorke, and this would be paradise

I’m obsessed by the idea of making my mark on history. And Arsenal is my paradise

Government, like dress, is the badge of lost innocence; the palaces of kings are built on the ruins of the bowers of paradise

If we seek paradise outside ourselves, we cannot have paradise in our hearts

Here is an unspeakable secret: paradise is all around us and we do not understand.

Paradise is hidden in each one of use, it is concealed within me too, right now, and if I wish, it will come for me in reality, tomorrow even, and for the rest of my life.

Paradise was unendurable, otherwise the first man would have adapted to it; this world is no less so, since here we regret paradise or anticipate another one. What to do? Where to go? Do nothing and go nowhere, easy enough.

If I could, I’d live in the nude, like Eve in paradise.

The man with Gold can help others and bring them to a beautiful paradise.

Three things remain with us from paradise: stars, flowers and children.

The path to paradise begins in hell.

Veracity is a plant of paradise, and the seeds have never flourished beyond the walls.

Remembrance is the only paradise out of which we cannot be driven away. Pleasure is the flower that fades, remembrance is the lasting perfume. Remembrances last longer than present realities; I have preserved blossoms for many years, but never fruits.

Of threats of Hell and Hopes of Paradise! One thing at least is certain—This Life flies; One thing is certain and the rest is

In monasteries, seminaries, retreats and synagogues, they fear hell and seek paradise. Those who know the mysteries of God never let that seed be planted in their souls

Poor soul, you will never know anything
of real importance. You will not uncover
even one of life’s secrets. Although all religions
promise paradise, take care to create your own
paradise here and now on earth.

A book of verses underneath the bough A flask of wine, a loaf of bread and thou Beside me singing in the wilderness And wilderness is paradise now.

Oh threats of Hell and Hopes of Paradise!
One thing at least is certain – This Life flies;
One thing is certain and the rest is Lies –
The Flower that once has blown forever dies.

I love tropical worlds. Words that suggest a heavenly afterlife, like heaven or paradise.

Every time I close my eyes, it’s like a dark paradise. No one compares to you, but there’s no you, except in my dreams tonight.

I still believe in paradise. But now at least I know it’s not some place you can look for. Because it’s not where you go. It’s how you feel for a moment in your life when you’re a part of something. And if you find that moment, it lasts forever.

Optimism is the opium of the people.

Two people in love, alone, isolated from the world, that’s beautiful.

The novel is the imaginary paradise of individuals.