The City that God is building for you and me, not even death can pass its gates! God's City of Tomorrow, His garden of the gods, will have no pain nor death nor sorrow!

There are a lot of good people going to Hell, and a lot of bad people like you and me going to Heaven!

We live like Heaven already, a little bit of Heaven right here and now! What could we have more?-Only more of the same and better!

My idea of Heaven is what we've got right now, right here!-All this beauty and pleasure and fun and inspiration and spirit and fellowship and joy, all of this and more so and more of it!

God is a racist! He has a special elite race of supermen who are going to live above all others in the Holy City, the magical, mystical, marvelous, mysterious Space City!

Musicians can look forward to playing with the best musicians that ever played. They can even have their own band!

I don't know how perfect everybody is going to be in Heaven, but anyhow, certainly a lot better than here!

Leaving this life is just like going from one room to another and closing the door.

Heaven is going to be like this life, only better. It will be like this life with all its joys and beauties and pleasures, but without the drawbacks - with all the assets but none of the liabilities.

Your body is not the real you. It's just the physical house you live in. The real you is your spirit, which will live on forever.

Death is the funeral of all our sorrows.

To be an ethical leader is indeed to be different. This kind of leader acknowledges the complexity of running a responsible business, yet tries to do it anyway.

I always had, deep down, a slight aversion toward the purely cerebral in music.

The ocean can be yours; why should you stop Beguiled by dreams of evanescent dew? The secrets of the sun are yours, but you Content yourself with motes trapped in beams.

Even in the best times, managing science has been compared to herding cats; it is not done well, but one is surprised to find it done at all.

We shall see but a little way if we require to understand what we see.

I've got a hat face. My mother always said I've got a hat face

For earthly princes lay aside their power when they rise up against God, and are unworthy to be reckoned among the number of mankind. We ought, rather, utterly to defy them.

Now why, if freedom is striven after for love of the I after all - why not choose the I himself as beginning, middle, and end?

I'm so sorry for loving you, I'm so sorry.... But it was such a wonderful dream, my love, such a wonderful dream.

The people behind me are the people behind Aristide. They are just looking for better days.