The concept of time has bound cultures through more than a million years, but it is talked about in a very limited sense for a measure so universal. Mitch Albom has managed to squeeze literature out of it, for us to store it in the vessels that our minds are – as infinite and as hopeful. For someone who appreciates vernacular only as long as they last a sentence, this book was an exception. It focuses not on teaching you words, but concepts. And to keep true to its title, the book itself is an ocean cusped. For the true essence of the book is reflected not in reading it, but in the after taste.