Holding anger is a 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.

Lost love is still love. 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 the dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another hightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.

The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in.

hot stuff eh? well. got it from five people you meet in heaven. by mitch albom. then there's tuesdays with morrie. few other quotes. good ones. then there's big fish too. hehe.. hot stuff man...