Quotes from Mitch Albom

Common sense would have told Sarah to steer clear of Ethan's waters. But common sense has no place in first love and never has.

Love is so supremely important. As our great poet Auden said, 'Love each other or perish

The most precious thing you can give someone is your time, Chika, because you can never get it back. When you don't think about getting it back, you've given it in love. I learned that from you.

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

Do not cry over losing blood. Not for something you love.

the word dying was not synonymous with useless.

And when gods touched something, the normal became the supernatural, the simple became the wondrous.

Love. . . . You are born in it . . . you return to it.

Why do you want to die?' I shivered. For a second I couldn't breathe. 'You knew...?' She gave a sad smile. 'I'm your mother.

Feeling loss is part of why you are on Earth. Through it, you appreciate the brief gift of human existence, and you learn to cherish the world I created for you.

I thought about how often this was needed in everyday life. How we feel lonely, sometimes to the point of tears, but we don't let those tears come because we are not supposed to cry.

Dying is not in synonymous with Useless

Sunflowers waiting for the sunshine. Violets just waiting for dew. Bees just waiting for honey And honey, I'm just waiting for you!

Our culture doesn't encourage you to think about such things until you're about to die. We're so wrapped up with egotistical things, career, family, having enough money, meeting the mortgage, getting a new car, fixing the radiator when it breaks—we're involved in trillions of little acts just to keep going. So we don't get into the habbit of standing back and looking at our lives and saying, Is this all? Is this all I want? Is something missing?

Jauh lebih menyenangkan merasa bahwa Tuhan mendengarkanmu dan mengatakan tidak, ketimbang merasa tak ada siapa pun yang mendengarkanmu

A funeral is no place for secrets.

You see, here's my theory: Kids chase the love that eludes them, and for me, that was my father's love. He kept it tucked away, like papers in a briefcase. And I kept trying to get in there.

Morrie believed in the inherent good of people. But he also saw what they could become. "People are only mean when they're threatened," he said later that day, "and that's what our culture does. That's what our economy does. Even people who have jobs in our economy are threatened, because they worry about losing them. And when you get threatened, you start looking out only for yourself. You start making money a god. It is all part of this culture.

What we give to fear, we take away from...faith.

Sometimes your kids will say the nastiest things, won't they, Rose? You want to ask,'Whose child is this?' Rose chuckled. But usually, they're just in some kind of pain. They need to work it out.

A child is both an anchor and a set of wings. My old way of doing things was gone.

But then, I knew so little about my mother over the last decade of her life. I had been too wrapped up in my own drama.

You will never know all there is to know. You will learn until your final days. Then you will inspire someone else. This is what an artist does.

The End is coming. What will you do with the time you have left?