Quotes from Mitch Albom

It's amazing the fantasies your mind can put together.

It is never too late or too soon, the old man had said. It is when it is supposed to be.

You can know the whole world and still feel lost in it.

When you are an outcast, even a tossed stone can be cherished.

No act done for someone else is ever wasted.

What happened next depends on how much you believe.

Maybe death is the great equalizer, the one big thing that can finally make strangers shed a tear for one another.

Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all.

I believe he died this way on purpose. I believe he wanted no chilling moments, no one to witness his last breath and be haunted by it, the way he had been haunted by his mother's death-notice telegram or by his father's corpse in the city morgue.

The pain you go through in life doesn't really touch you . . . not the real you. . . . You are so much lighter than you think.

Dor shook his head. "The phrase. What does it mean?" Sarah wondered if he was kidding. "Time flies? You know, like, time goes really fast and suddenly you're saying goodbye and it's like no time passed at all?" His eyes drifted. He liked it. "Time flies." "With you," she added.

There is no fair in life and death. If it were, no good men would die young.

We cannot stop what Heaven chooses.

Maybe laughter after someone dies is the way we tell ourselves that they are still alive in some way. Or that we are.

There are moments on earth when the Lord smiles at the unexpected sweetness of His creation.

Once, lovers on faraway shores sat by candlelight and dipped ink to parchment, writing words that could not be erased. They took an evening to compose their thoughts, maybe the next evening as well.

She would tell her that endings are also beginnings, we just don't know it at the time.

Things grow quickly are often more easily destroyed than those which take a long time.

One withers, another grows.

But just because you have silenced a memory does not mean you are free of it.

Did you know," the old woman said now, standing beside the grown-up Annie, "that a dog will go to a crying human before a smiling one? Dogs get sad when people around them get sad. They're created that way. It's called empathy. "Humans have it, too. But it gets blocked by other things—ego, self-pity, thinking your own pain must be tended to first. Dogs don't have those issues.

Because one thing God gave us- and I'm afraid it's at times a little too much- is freewill. Freedom to choose. I believe he gave us everything needed to build a beautiful world, if we choose wisely.

And I suppose tapes are a desperate attempt to steal something from Death's suitcase.

No matter where you live, the biggest defect we human beings have is our shortsightedness. We don't see what we could be.