Life has to end. Love doesn't.

I just finished reading "The Five People You Meet in Heaven" by Mitch Albom!

Love this book as much as "The Time Keeper".

And these are some quotes that touched my heart.

"Why people gather when others die? Why people feel they should?"

"It is because the human spirit knows, deep down, that 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."

~Pg.50

"Strangers, are just family you have yet to come to know."

~Pg.51

"No life is a waste, the only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone"

～Pg.52

"This comes from the sad, layered stories of life, which over the centuries have seen courage confused with picking up arms, and cowardice confused with laying them down."

~Pg. 59

"Dying? Not the end of everything. We think it is. But what happens on earth is only the beginning."

"I figure it's like in the Bible, the Adam and Eve deal? Adam's first night on earth? When he lays down to sleep? He think it's all over, right? He doesn't know what sleep is. His eyes are closing and he thinks he's leaving the world right?"

"Only he isn't. He wakes up the next morning and he had a fresh new world to work with, but he has something else, too. He has his yesterday."

~Pg. 95-96

"Sacrifice is a part of life. It's supposed to be. It's not something to regret. It's something to aspire to. "

~Pg. 97

"Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else."

～Pg. 98

"We move through places every day that would never have been if not for those who came before us."

~Pg.130

"Parents rarely let go 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."

~Pg. 133-134

"Holding anger is a poison. It eats 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."

～Pg. 149

“Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that' 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."

~Pg. 184

"Life has to end. Love doesn't."

~Pg. 185