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📚 The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom

Ruby stepped toward him, "Edward," she said softly. It was the first time she called him by name. "Learn this from me. 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."

"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 when those senses weaken, another heightens, Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it."