The Five People You Meet In Heaven

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The Five People You Meet In Heaven
Mitch Albom






the version of heaven represented here is only a guess, a wish, in some ways, that people who felt unimportant here on earth realize, finally, how much they mattered and how they were loved

it might seem strange to start a story with an ending. But all endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at the time

The world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.

I'm here to tell you that there're 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


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