We all have same beginning (BIRTH), and we will have same ending (DEATH). So how different can we be?
Mitch AlbomMy father moved through theys of we, singing each new leaf out of each tree, (and every child was sure that spring danced when she heard my father sing).
Mitch AlbomHe did not know that the child who had asked for yesterday was now seeking to own tomorrow.
Mitch AlbomDor shook his head. โThe phrase. What does it mean?โ Sarah wondered if he was kidding. โTime flies? You know, like, time goes really fast and suddenly youโre saying goodbye and itโs like no time passed at all?โ His eyes drifted. He liked it. โTime flies.โ โWith you,โ she added.
Mitch Albom