The connections we make in the course of a life--maybe that's what heaven is.

If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.

Death and life have their determined appointments; riches and honours depend upon heaven.

If I am close to the end of life, take me to Capri so I may die in heaven

Talk to me about the truth of religion and I'll listen gladly. Talk to me about the duty of religion and I'll listen submissively. But don't come talking to me about the consolations of religion or I shall suspect that you don't understand.
Unless, of course, you can literally believe all that stuff about family reunions 'on the further shore,' pictured in entirely earthly terms. But that is all unscriptural, all out of bad hymns and lithographs. There's not a word of it in the Bible. And it rings false. We know it couldn't be like that. Reality never repeats. The exact same thing is never taken away and given back. How well the Spiritualists bait their hook! 'Things on this side are not so different after all.' There are cigars in Heaven. For that is what we should all like. The happy past restored.

They say that in the second before our death, each of us understands the real reason for our existence, and out of that moment, heaven or hell is born.