Charlie St. Cloud

That's death and life, you see. We all shine on. You just have to release your hearts, alert your senses, and pay attention. A leaf, a star, a song, a laugh. Notice all the little things, because somebody is reaching out to you. Qualcuno ti ama. Somebody loves you.

Trust your heart if the seas catch fire and live by love though the stars walk backwards.

Most of all, I miss that feeling when you go to sleep at night and when you wake up in the morning. It's that feeling that everything is all rightin the world. You know, that amazing feeling that you're whole, that you've got everything you want, that you aren't missing anything. Sometimes when I wake up, I get it for just a moment. It lasts a few seconds, but then I remember what happened, and how nothing has been the same since

We all shine on in the moon and the stars and the sun.

There's a reason for everything, you said, and though it's a mystery to me now, I know it won't always be so.

That is the inescapable math of tragedy and the multiplication of grief. Too many good people die a little when they lose someone they love. One death begets two or twenty or one hundred. It's the same all over the world.

A time for every occupation under heaven. A time for giving birth, a time for dying; a time for planting, a time for uprooting what has been planted; a time for tears, a time for laughter; a time for mourning, a time for dancing; a time for searching, a time for losing; a time for loving, a time for hating.

And I was even beginning to think home might be with you

God must have had a reason

Charlie says kissing is like baseball without the bat," Sam said. "I think it's more like fotball without the pads," Tess laughed. "You ever kiss a girl?" "Nah" Sam said. "Tried once, but Stacie Bing popped me in the nose and knocked me out. I woke up in the principal's office." "Really?" "Swear.

Trust your heart if the sea catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backwards. -I feel like, Charlie the main character can only communicate his bother who past away through nature and that he needs to move on and find love evn if his brother is not there physically.

And just as he done for thriteen years, he forced his mind to ignore the hurt

For the first time in forever, he'll wake up to a new beagle's bark every motning, with a feeling that the world is all right and everyone he cares about is safe and sound

Now turn the page, come along on the ride, and let me tell you about the death and life of Charlie St. Cloud.

...Charlie still smiled at the urn above the cash register with a gold plaque that said: ASHES OF PROBLEM CUSTOMERS.

And live by love though the stars walk backward

These were her rituals, the rutines that made her feel alive and connected. Without them, where would she be? Lost

That's the inescapable math of tragedy and the multiplication of grief

That's the death and life, you see. We all shine on. You just have to release your heart, alert you senses, and pay attention

Notice the little things, because somebody is reaching out to you

When that day come, we'll be waiting. Waiting for Charlie St. Cloud to come home to us. Until then we offer these parting words... May he live in peace

Now turn the page, come along on the ride, and let me tell you about the death and life of Charlie St. Cloud