Saturday, April 4, 2009

The Five People You Meet in Heaven

The Five People You Meet in Heaven is a freakin' awesome book. Best book eveeeeeeeer. Forreals. (:

Quotes, Quotes, Quotes:
"All endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at the time."
"No story sits by itself. Sometimes stories meet at corners and sometimes they cover one another completely, like stones beneath a river."
"People think of heaven as a paradise garden, a place where they can float on clouds and laze in rivers and mountains. But scenery without solace is meaningless. This is the greatest gift God can give you: to understand what happened in your life. To have it explained. It is the peace you have been searching for."
"Fairness does not govern life and death. If it did, no good person would ever die young."
"All lives intersect. That death doesn't just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between being taken and being missed, lives are changed."
"When lightning strikes a minute after you are gone, or an airplane crashes that you might have been on. When your colleague falls ill and you do not. We think such things are random. But there is a balance to it all. One withers, another grows. Birth and death are a part of a whole."
"Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know."
"No life is a waste. The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone."
"Time is not what you think. Dying? Not the end of everything. We think it is. But what happens on earth is only the beginning."
"His eyes are closing and he thinks he's leaving this world, right? Only he isn't. He wakes up the next morning and has a fresh new world to work with, but he has something else, too. He has his yesterday. The way I see it, that's what we're getting here, soldier. That's what heaven is. You get to make sense of your yesterdays."
"Sacrifice is a part of life. It's supposed to be. It's not something to regret. It's something to aspire to. Little sacrifices. Big sacrifices."
"Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else."
"All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair."
"Sons will adore their fathers through even the worst behavior. It is how they learn devotion. Before he can devote himself to God or a woman, a boy will devote himself to his father, even foolishly, even beyond explanation."
"Things that happen before you are born still affect you. And people who come before your time affect you as well. We move through places every day that would never have been if not for those who came before us. Our workplaces, where we spend so much time -- we often think they began with our arrival. That's not true."
"Parents rarely let go of their children, so children let go of them. They move on. They move away. The moments that used to define them -- a mother's approval, a father's nod -- are covered by moments of their own accomplishments. It is not until much later, as the skin sags and the heart weakens, that children understand; their stories, and all their accomplishments, sit atop the stories of their mothers and fathers, stones upon stones, beneath the waters of their lives."
"Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves."
"People say they 'find' love, as if it were an object hidden by a rock. But love takes many forms, and it is never the same for any man or woman. What people find then is a certain love."
"Love, like rain can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive."
"Lost love is still love, Eddie. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it."
"Life has to end. Love doesn't."
"Each affects the other and the other affects the next, and the world is full of stories, but the stories are all one."

The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom. I love this book. Srsly.

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