Paulo Coelho Quotes

No man can resolve himself into Heaven.

The awful importance of this life is that it determines eternity.

Your damnation is your own election, not God’s.

Well, God's above all; and there be souls must be saved, and there be souls must not be saved.

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

At the Day of Judgment, we shall not be asked what we have read, but what we have done.

All rational beings have an agency of their own; and according to their own choice they will be saved or damned.

There is also an age-old excuse: “The devil made me do it.” Not so! He can deceive you and mislead you, but he does not have the power to force you or anyone else to transgress or to keep you in transgression.

God's justice stands forever against the sinner in utter severity. The vague and tenuous hope that God is 'too kind' to punish the ungodly has become deadly opiate for the consciences of millions. It hushes their fears and allows them to practice all pleasant forms of iniquity while death draws everyday nearer and the command to repent goes unregarded. As responsible moral beings, we dare not so trifle with our eternal future.

The province of the soul is large enough to fill up every cranny of your time, and leave you much to answer for if one wretch be damned by your neglect.

Of Consciousness, her awful Mate. The Soul cannot be rid - as easy the secreting her behind the Eyes of God.

Every fallen woman represents a man as guilty as herself, who escapes human detection, but whose soul lies open before God.

Souls are not saved in bundles.

He that hath promised pardon on our repentance hat not promised life till we repent.

Men are free to decide their own moral choices, but they are also under the necessity to account to God for those choices.

God has not called us to save America; He has called us to save Americans from the coming judgment of God by introducing them to faith in Jesus Christ.

Confess yourself to heaven, Repent what's past, avoid what is to come, And do not spread the compost on the weeds To make them ranker.

Yet, should thy darkest fears be true, If Heaven be so severe, That such a soul as thine is lost, Oh! how shall I appear?

Sinners, hear and consider, if you wilfully condemn your souls to bestiality, God will condemn them to perpetual misery.

Or maybe I’d lost my soul already. I doubted God let someone like me keep any gift from him. It was highly likely I’d been born without one.

The Christian religion and morality extols the glory of the Hereafter, and therefore remains indifferent to the horrors of the earth. Indeed, the idea of self-denial and of all that makes for pain and sorrow is its test of human worth, its passport to the entry into heaven.

He who has it in his power to commit sin, is less inclined to do so. The very idea of being able, weakens the desire.

Who, I ask you, can take, dare take, on himself the rights, the duties, the responsibilities of another human soul?

Free will, though it makes evil possible, also makes possible any love or goodness or joy worth having.

What is it that renders death terrible? Sin. We must therefore fear sin, not death.