My idea of heaven is a great big baked potato and someone to share it with.

The 'kingdom of Heaven' is a condition of the heart - not something that comes 'upon the earth' or 'after death'.

My day is done, and I am like a boat drawn on the beach, listening to the dance-music of the tide in the evening.

That God became man indicates only this: that man should not seek his salvation in eternity, but rather establish his heaven on earth.

Whoever, at any time, has undertaken to build a new heaven has found the strength for it in his own hell.

In heaven, all the interesting people are missing.