Wednesday 3 August 2011

The only thing to take with you is love...

When I leave this earth, the only thing I can take with me is love. Love is the only beautiful thing up for grabs and I hope to take it and run. I will take the love of all those near to my heart when the time comes.
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“When a baby comes into the world, its hands are clenched, right?  Like this?” (Reb)
He made a fist.
“Why? Because a baby, not knowing any better, wants to grab everything to say, ‘The whole world is mine.”
“But when an old person dies, how does he do so?  With his hands open.  Why?  Because he has learned the lesson.”
What lesson, I asked. (Albom)
He stretched his empty fingers. 
“We can take nothing with us.”

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