Find me, and turn thy back on heaven.
Find me, and turn thy back on heaven.
Dear to us are those who love us. . . but dearer are those who reject us as unworthy, for they add another life they build a heaven before us whereof we had not dreamed, and thereby supply to us new powers out of the recesses of the spirit . . .
The ship of heaven guides itself and will not accept a wooden rudder.
Heaven sometimes hedges a rare character about with ungainliness and odium, as the burr that protects the fruit.
The angels are so enamoured of the language that is spoken in heaven, that they will not distort their lips with the hissing and unmusical dialects of men, but speak their own, whether there be any who understand it or not.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories