Be at peace with your own soul then heaven and earth will be at peace with you.
Let peace descending from her native heaven bid her olives spring amidst the joyful nations and plenty in league with commerce scatter blessings from her copious hand!
For hundreds of millions of Americans who believe in God prayer is our bridge between Earth and Heaven our way of opening our hearts to the Lord. Through this intimate relationship we find peace and guidance.
Heaven grant us patience with a man in love.
Human nature is what Heaven supplies.
The diversity of the phenomena of nature is so great and the treasures hidden in the heavens so rich precisely in order that the human mind shall never be lacking in fresh nourishment.
The stars that nature hung in heaven and filled their lamps with everlasting oil give due light to the misled and lonely traveller.
Limited in his nature infinite in his desire man is a fallen god who remembers heaven.
The perfect joys of heaven do not satisfy the cravings of nature.
Nothing is so beautiful as spring - when weeds in wheels shoot long and lovely and lush Thrush's eggs look little low heavens and thrush through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring the ear it strikes like lightning to hear him sing.
Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
Music the greatest good that mortals know and all of heaven we have hear below.
Music is harmony harmony is perfection perfection is our dream and our dream is heaven.
Of all the music that reached farthest into heaven it is the beating of a loving heart.
When I finally got up to Industrial Light And Magic to work on the 'Star Wars' movies as a model-maker it felt like dying and going to heaven.
Your enjoyment of the world is never right till every morning you awake in Heaven: see yourself in your Father's palace and look upon the skies the earth and the air as celestial joys: having such a reverend esteem of all as if you were among the angels.
Driving a motorcycle is like flying. All your senses are alive. When I ride through Beverly Hills in the early morning and all the sprinklers have turned off the scents that wash over me are just heavenly. Being House is like flying too. You're free of the gravity of what people think.