Book: The five that are waiting for you in heaven

With all this, and despite it all, Eddie deep down, loved of the father, because the children love even the most despicable fathers. Thus was born their devotion. Not having yet to devote himself to God or woman, the boy is loyal to his father, even if this devotion is absolutely ridiculous, even if it has no explanation.

All parents are somehow hurting their children. It is inevitable. Kids like to clean the glass, there are traces of the one who touched him. Sometimes it smudges, sometimes cracked, and some turn the childhood of their children in small fragments, of which nothing will stick.

Eddie remember all the names. Only, truth be told, after the war, they never met. War is like a magnet that attracts people, but also as a magnet can repel them from each other. Sometimes people want to forget what they saw and what they did.

War is not a game. If you have to shoot, shoot, understood? Don't blame yourself and don't hesitate. Pali and Pali, and don't worry who you shoot, who to kill and why. Understand? Want to go home, shoot without hesitation. - Make it even more squeezed the shoulder of Eddie. - Because thinking people and die.

Young men go to war. Sometimes because they have to, sometimes because they want to. And always because they think so they should. And that was the way of the times, for centuries, the saber rattling was confused with courage, and refusal to fight with cowardice.

Why do people get together when someone dies? Why do people think they have to do this?
Because deep down they feel that all life is related. Death, taking one of us leaves alive someone else, and for a short period of time between the moment when she left you alive, and the minute she took you back, your life is changing.

People imagine the heavens in the form of the garden of Eden, where everything is floating in the clouds, mindlessly enjoy the views of rivers and mountains. But what is the view without peace of mind?

How to decide what will be our last words? Do we understand their significance?
If they are destined to be wise?

This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins with the end, with Eddie dying in the sunlight. It may seem strange to start a story at the end. But any end and the beginning simultaneously. We just don't know it.

Justice <...> does not rule life and death. If she rules, no good man would not have died young

There are no random acts. We are all connected. You can't separate one life from another as you can separate the breeze from the wind.

When you donate something, you don't lose. You just pass it to another person.

People say, "They found love" - like a love - object, hidden in a secluded place. But love takes many forms, and each pair is its own, not like someone else's. So people find their SPECIAL love.

In every life there is at least one scene remains in memory as a snapshot of true love. But, before leaving, she turned and waved to him. It was the same snapshot.