“Like Adam, we have all lost Paradise; and yet we carry Paradise around inside of us in the form of a longing for, almost a memory of, a blessedness that is no more, or the dream of a blessedness that may someday be again.”
“The true paradises are the paradises that we have lost.”
“Now we are longtime outcasts, flying through the emptiness of time in a straight line. Yet somewhere deep down a thin thread still ties us to that far-off misty Paradise, where Adam leans over a well and, unlike Narcissus, never even suspects that the pale yellow blotch appearing in it is he himself. The longing for Paradise is man's longing not to be man.”
“As memory may be a paradise from which we cannot be driven, it may also be a hell from which we cannot escape.”
“Idle to pretend that we have lost paradise. We never had it; it is still to make.”
“Life is paradise, and we are all in paradise, but we refuse to see it.”