Quotes from Mitch Albom

There are songs that you play that you have to restart, and songs that you play that you never get right. But when a song is complete, there is no more you can do.

But daughters have their own lives. You can't smother them. She'll get married. Have children.

I didn't want to be ordinary, I mumbled. My mother looked up. What ordinary, Charley? You know. Someone you forget. From the other room came the squeals of children. Miss Thelma turned her chin to the sound. She smiled,That's what keeps me from being forgotten.

And a man without memories is just a shell.

Orang-orang asing adalah keluarga yang belum kau kenal.

For all that was happening to him, his voice was strong and inviting, and his mind was vibrating with a million thoughts. He was intent on proving that the word 'dying' was not synonymous with 'useless'.

Did you know a crab will escape its shell thirty times before it dies? ... This world can be a trying place ... Sometimes you have to shed who you were to live who you are

If you believe it, you don't need proof.

Her initial elation had given way to something unexpected: a heightened sadness. Even depression.

I lifted my eyes, and, for the first time, admitted the truth. I gave up, I whispered. Don't give up, she whispered back.

Everyone knows they're going to die, but nobody believes it

All weddings... It never changes, when the groom lifts the veil, when the bride accepts the ring, the possibilities you see in their eyes, it's the same around the world. They truly believe their love and their marriage is going to break all records.

He thought about his son's stone flying across the yard, the youthful idea that you could toss away the future if you didn't like it—and he realized, suddenly, what he needed to do.

Finally, on the fourth of November, when those he loved had left the room just for a moment—to grab coffee in the kitchen, the first time none of them were with him since the coma began—Morrie stopped breathing.

Why didn't I feel this before?" she whispered. "Because we embrace our scars more than our healing," Lorraine said. "We can recall the exact day we got hurt, but who remembers the day the wound was gone?

But all endings are also beginnings.

Instead, he did what we all do. He went about his dull routine as if all the days in the world were still to come.

There was a sermon where he brought a squash and a piece of wood, then slammed each with a knife to show that things which grow quickly are often more easily destroyed than those which take a long time.

When he died, he took part of me with him . I was stuck after that

But you grab a moment, or you let it pass. He let it pass.

Take my condition. The things I am supposed to be embarrassed about now—not being able to walk, not being able to wipe my ass, waking up some mornings wanting to cry—there is nothing innately embarrassing or shaming about them. "It's the same for women not being thin enough, or men not being rich enough. It's just what our culture would have you believe. Don't believe it.

They were there, or would be there, because of the simple, mundane things Eddie had done in his life, the accidents he had prevented, the rides he had kept safe, the unnoticed turns he had affected every day.

But the poor kids today, either they're too selfish to take part in a real loving relationship, or they rush into marriage and then six months later, they get divorced. They don't know what they want in a partner. They don't know who they are themselves-so how can they know who they're marrying?

I'm so sorry, Sarah gasped, tears pouring down her cheeks. It just felt like... the end. Ends are for yesterdays, not tomorrows.