Wednesday, May 25, 2011

The Five People You Meet In Heaven–Mitch Albom Quotes

This was my first ever book that I bought all by myself and with my own money. Although there are so many books in the house – mostly children’s books and some are novels which were given to me as a birthday present – this one is my favorite.
After I finished reading it, I was like wow! The book is incredible. The way Mitch Albom wrote his novel is definitely moving. It kind of changes your perspective on heaven. He wrote it as if like you were the one in the story. I can totally relate to this and I like the idea of your life being explained to you when you get there.
Do you ever wonder if your own life is important? Do you think that you haven't really made a difference in the world? Mitch Albom uses The Five People You Meet in Heaven to show that everyone is important and has an impact on the people around him or her. Things that mean nothing to me (or you) may affect other people's lives without me, or you being aware of what has really happened.
So I’ve gathered all the quotes in the book and I hope you like it.
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"Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. you're just passing it on to someone else."
"Dying? not the end of everything. We think it is. But what happens on earth is only the beginning.”
"Strangers," the Blue Man said, "are just family you have yet to come to know."
"...there are no random acts. that we are all connected. That you can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind."
"There are five people you meet in heaven," the Blue Man suddenly said. "Each of us was in your life for a reason. You many not have known the reason at the time, and that is what heaven is for. For understanding your life on earth."
"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."
"sacrifice is a part of life. it is supposed to be. it's not something to regret. it's something to aspire to. little sacrifices. big sacrifices. a mother works so her son can go to school. a daughter moves home to take care of her sick father.”
holding anger is poison. it eats you from the 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.”
“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 hwen those senses weaken, another heightens. memory. memory becomes your partner. you nurture it. you hold it. you dance with it."
"life has to end," she said. "love doesnt."
“People stop sacrificing for one another, they lose what keeps them human.”
“In heaven, there is no judgment, but rather an opportunity to examine our lives-who we touched, the choices we made, and the consequences of those choices.”
“Some people think of Heaven as a Garden of Eden...But what is scenery without solace?”
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."
“Through it all, despite it all, Eddie privately adored his old man, because 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 a father, even foolishly, even beyond explanation."
  "And in that line now was a whiskered old man, with a linen cap and a crooked nose, who waited in a place called the Stardust Band Shell to share his part of the secret of heaven: that 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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