“This might be heaven!We might be living in heaven right now! And we might be the angels!”

“Anyway, in the end, I don't really believe in Heaven at all and i don't believe in perfect angles. I think that this might be the only Heaven there can possibly be, this world we live in now, but we haven't quite realized it yet.”

“You might even provide a Heaven for them. We need You for that. Hell we can make for ourselves.”

“Well, mamma, the Indians believed they knew, but now we know they were wrong. By and by it can turn out that we are wrong. So now I only pray that there might be a God and a heaven – or something better.”

“We should look for the light, the good, the grace of Heaven wherever it might be, even admist the filth we are so quick to judge beneath us. We cannot assume we are the arbiters of righteousness. We don't shape Heaven; Heaven shapes us. Nor do we shape Hell.”

“His slow smile might haved lured angels from heaven, flocking noisily, arms outstretched,happy to burn for him.”