Aiden Wilson Tozer Quotes

Music is harmony, harmony is perfection, perfection is our dream, and our dream is heaven.

Heaven isnot a place, and it isnot atime.Heaven isbeing perfect.

Sunsets are so beautiful that they almost seem as if we were looking through the gates of Heaven.

Sometimes I perceive that there is a stillness and a wholeness in the world or in some portion or corner or fragment of the world or some little place in time where things just feel so right and huge and powerful and easy that I will have the perhaps blasphemous thought maybe there are layers of heaven.

Wheresoever she was, there was Eden.

The activity of love and faith is what makes heaven.

I'd like to think there is a Heaven, and it starts from the happiest day in your life.

I have only one dream. It is the oldest of humanity, of man, in time. It is paradise. I would like to give paradise to everyone.

If there is no war in Paradise, how can there be any delights there?

For the world is not painted, or adorned, but is from the beginning beautiful; and God has not made some beautiful things, but Beauty is the creator of the universe.

It is very beautiful over there. (last words)

Heaven lies about us in our infancy.

Man’s holiness is now his greatest happiness, and in heaven man’s greatest happiness will be his perfect holiness.

Heaven's Virginia when the year's at its Spring.

The more perfect the sight is the more delightful the beautiful object. The more perfect the appetite, the sweeter the food. The more musical the ear, the more pleasant the melody. The more perfect the soul, the more joyous the joys of heaven, and the more glorious that glory.

Heaven is totally overrated. It seems boring. Clouds, listening to people play the harp. It should be somewhere you can't wait to go, like a luxury hotel. Maybe blue skies and soft music were enough to keep people in line in the 17th century, but heaven has to step it up a bit. They're basically getting by because they only have to be better than hell.

At the end of all things, the blessed will say, 'We never lived anywhere but in heaven.'

I am often asked if I am not lonely on my solitary excursions. It seems so self-evident that one cannot be lonesome where everything is wild and beautiful and busy and steeped with God that the question is hard to answer.

Heaven will be the perfection we've always longed for. All the things that made Earth unlovely and tragic will be absent in heaven.

The meanest flowret of the vale, / The simplest note that swells the gale, / The common sun, the air, and skies, / To him are opening paradise.

When spring comes to Paris the humblest mortal alive must feel that he dwells in paradise.

Art is the most beautiful deception of all!

Paradise A concept embraced by almost every culture. A land of peace and harmony. Some say it doesn't belong to the earth, that there is no Shangri-la, no utopian wilderness for the living.

No synonym for God is so perfect as Beauty. Whether as seen carving the lines of the mountains with glaciers, or gathering matter into stars, or planning the movements of water, or gardening - still all is Beauty!

Let's build Paradise again.