The Five People You Meet in Heaven, Mitch Albom

I have just finished reading the book, it is one of those books that leaves you awestruck. Don't believe me, please do me favour and read it. ;) I have fallen in love twice with him; first in For One More Day and then, the life-inspiring Tuesdays with Morrie (I cried buckets watching the movie. Wait, I cried in both his books also.) Heh. Although I didn't tear up reading this book, but it taught me a few 'lessons' to carry on in life. 

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"All endings are beginnings. We just don't know it at that time." 

"Strangers are family that you have yet come to know." 

"Sacrifice is part of life. It’s supposed to be. It’s not something to regret. It’s something to aspire to. Because sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you’re not really losing it. You’re just passing on to someone else."

"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 and woman. What people find then is a certain love. And Eddie found a certain love with Marguerite, a grateful love, a deep but quiet love, one that he knew, above all else, was irreplaceable."

"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. 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."

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