Death: the only true emotion felt in an apathetic world
Young men go to war. Sometimes because they are have to, sometimes because they want to. Always, they feel they are supposed to. 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.
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.
\\\"Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know.\\\"
Before he can devote himself to God or a woman, a boy will devote himself to his father, even foolishly, even beyond explanation.
\\\"Without love, we are birds with broken wings.\\\"
There are five people you meet in heaven," the Blue Man suddenly said. "Each of us was in your life for a reason. You may not have known the reason at the time, and that is what heaven is for. For understanding your life on earth.
Your voice will come. We all go through the same thing. You cannot talk when you first arrive." He smiled. "It helps you listen.
"Ah." The Blue Man nodded. "Well people often belittle the place where they were born. But heaven can be found in the most unlikely corners. And heaven itself has many steps. This, for me, is the second. And for you the first."
In the stories about life and death, the soul often floats above the goodbye moment, hovering over police cars at highway accidents, or clinging like a spider to hospital room ceilings. These are people who receive a second chance, who somehow, for some reason, resume their place in the world. Eddie, it appeared, was not getting a second chance.
What is it about silence that makes people uneasy?
Is today the day? Am I ready? Am I doing all I need to do? Am I being the person I want to be?
Without love, we are birds with broken wings.
Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.
Love each other or perish.