We save paradise by an intense education program where you get people that you can trust to talk sanely about the environment and hope that the message will get through.
I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library.
Soon after, I returned home to my family, with a determination to bring them as soon as possible to live in Kentucky, which I esteemed a second paradise, at the risk of my life and fortune.
There is nothing more miserable in the world than to arrive in paradise and look like your passport photo.
Paradise is open to all kind hearts.
Santa Barbara is a paradise; Disneyland is a paradise; the U.S. is a paradise. Paradise is just paradise. Mournful, monotonous, and superficial though it may be, it is paradise. There is no other.
Life is here only to be lived so that we can, through life, earn the right to death, which to me is paradise. Whatever it is that will bring me the reward of paradise, I'll do the best I can.
The symbolic view of things is a consequence of long absorption in images. Is sign language the real language of Paradise?
Perhaps there is only one cardinal sin: impatience. Because of impatience we were driven out of Paradise, because of impatience we cannot return.
Paradise is too perfect for humanity.
Paradise is exactly like where you are right now... only much, much better.
Our notion of the perfect society embraces the family as its center and ornament, and this paradise is not secure until children appear to animate and complete the picture.