So often, we push away the voices closest to us. But once they’re gone, we reach for them.
Same for loneliness: you let go, let the tears flow, feel it completely – but eventually be able to say, ” All right, that was my moment of loneliness. I’m not afraid of feeling lonely, but now I’m going to put loneliness aside and know that there are other emotions in the world, and I’m going to experience them all.
Music is in the connection of human souls, speaking a language that needs no words. Everyone joins a band in this life. And what you play always affects someone. Sometimes, it affects the world. Frankie’s.
Did you know,” the old woman said now, standing beside the grown-up Annie, “that a dog will go to a crying human before a smiling one? Dogs get sad when people around them get sad. They’re created that way. It’s called empathy. “Humans have it, too. But it gets blocked by other things – ego, self-pity, thinking your own pain must be tended to first. Dogs don’t have those issues.
The tale of your life is written second by second, as shifting as the flip of a pencil to an eraser.
You didn’t get it. Sacrifice is a part of life. It’s 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. That’s the thing. Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you’re not really losing it. You’re just passing it on to someone else.
What would you give to remember everything? I have this power. I absorb your memories; when you hear me, you relive them. A first dance. A wedding. The song that played when you got the big news. No other talent gives your.
Inside all humans is the entirety of your memories, the ones you can access and the ones you cannot.
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.
Talent is a piece of God’s shadow. And under that shadow, human stories intersect.
I have said that music allows for quick creation. But it is nothing compared with what you humans can destroy in a single conversation.
We humans make so much of ‘our’ time on earth. We measure it, we compare it, we put it in our tombstones.
Love is not revenge. It can’t be thrown like a rock. And you can’t create it to fix your problems. Forcing love is like picking a flower then insisting that it grow.
A teacher’s shadow can hover for life.
Do not cry for losing blood. Not for something you love.
Here’s the thing,” he said. “People see me as a bridge. I’m not as alive as I used to be, but I’m not yet dead. I’m sort of... in-between.
Man searches for courage in drink, but it is not courage that he finds, it is fear that he loses. A drunken man may step off a cliff. That does not make him brave, just forgetful.
You’re not getting it,” Eddie gently replied. “I needed to save you. It let me make up for the life I took. That’s how salvation works. The wrongs we do open doors to do right.
Don’t be sorry. You’re alive.
No story sits by itself. Our lives connect like threads on a loom, interwoven in ways we never realise.