Quotes from Mitch Albom

Every muscle he has was as tight as a piano wire.

Ask yourself, 'Why did God create but one man?'" the Reb said, wagging a finger. "Why, if he meant for there to be faiths bickering with each other, didn't he create that from the start? He created trees, right? Not one tree, countless trees. Why not the same with man? "Because we are all from that one man—and all from that one God. That's the message.

You marked the minutes," the old man said. "But did you use them wisely? To be still? To cherish? To be grateful? To lift and be lifted?

Worry is something you create." "Why would we create worry?" "To fill a void." "A void of what?" "Faith.

What we carry defines who we are. And the effort we make is our legacy.

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? "From

He wakes up the next morning and he has a fresh new world to work with, but he has something else, too. He has his yesterday.

I feel ashamed now that I tried to take my life. It is such a precious thing. I had no one to talk me out of my despair, and that was a mistake. You need to keep people close. You need to give them access to your heart.

But it was not a new idea. We call out; we are answered. It has been that way from the beginning of belief, and it continues to this very moment.

On the other hand, Napoleon once dismissed religion as "what keeps the poor from murdering the rich." Meaning, without the fear of God—or literally the hell we might have to pay—the rest of us would just take what we wanted.

we're deficient in some way. We are too involved in materialistic things, and they don't satisfy us.

When you are measuring life, you are not living it...

Back in the sanctuary, the Reb concluded his taped message by saying, "Please love one another, talk to one another, don't let trivialities dissolve friendships…" Then he sang a simple tune, which translated to: "Good-bye friends, good-bye friends, good-bye, good-bye, see you again, see you again, good-bye." The congregation, one last time, joined in. You could say it was the loudest prayer of his career. But I always knew he'd go out with a song.

How long have i been dead? A minute. An hour. A thousand years

But there's a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. But behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because her is where yours begins. So this was my mother's story. And mine.

He surrendered to that sensation and felt the final drops of their lives touch one another, like water in a cave, top meets bottom, Heaven meets Earth. As their eyes closed, a different set of eyes opened, and they rose from the ground as a shared soul, up and up, a sun and a moon in a single sky.

Dan bila kita masih melihat diri kita lewat masa lalu kita, kita tidak melihat apa yang telah dilakukan oleh Tuhan. Apa yang dapat Tuhan lakukan! Kita tidak melihat hal-hal kecil yang terjadi di dalam hidup kita --

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The way I see it, that's what we're getting here, soldier. That's what heaven is. You get to make sense of your yesterdays.

There are many kinds of selfishness in this world, but the most selfish is hoarding

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

But the Reb, I'd learned, was like a tough old tree; he bent with the storms but he would not snap.

time, because none of us know how much we have, and it is an affront to God to assume there will be more.

Sacrifice is a part of life. It's supposed to be. It's not something to regret. It's something to aspire to. Little sacrifices. Big sacrifices.