Quotes from Mitch Albom

I used to be a classic workaholic, and after seeing how little work and career really mean when you reach the end of your life, I put a new emphasis on things I believe count more. These things include: family, friends, being part of a community, and appreciating the little joys of the average day.

With Marguerite, he wanted only time—more and more time—and he was granted it, nighttimes and daytimes and nighttimes again.

Things that happen before you are born still affect you and people who come before your time affect you as well.

Time," the Captain said, "is not what you think." He sat down next to Eddie. "Dying? Not the end of everything. We think it is. But what happens on earth is only the beginning.

She felt worthless and hollow. There was no hope of fixing this. And when hope is gone, time is punishment.

But they wanted you. Time is not something you give back. The very next moment may be answer to your prayer. To deny that is to deny the most important part of the future.

when your time came, it came, and that was that. You might say something smart on your way out, but you might just as easily say something stupid.

And is often the case with faith, I thought I was being asked a favor, when in fact I was being given one".

Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.

Got an hour or two? That's all it takes for one of my books.

For better or for worse, I've watched people die in front of me. I see how they are in the end. And they're not cynical. In the end, they wanna hold somebody's hand. And that's real to me.

I believe that you live on inside the hearts and minds of everyone you've touched while you were here on earth.

The truth is, once you learn how to die, you learn how to live.

When you're rotten about yourself, you become rotten to everyone else, even those you love.

Invest in the human family. Invest in people. Build a little community of those you love and who love you.

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

For years I wrote in my basement. More recently I graduated to one floor above, an office with all my books and music and - ta da! - a window.

The truth is, there is no line. There's only your life, how you mess it up, and who is there to save you. Or who isn't.

I am in love with Hope.

Lost love is still love.

As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away.

Life has to end, love doesn't.

What in life can love not penetrate?

But common sense has no place in first love and never has.