Quotes from Mitch Albom

But life is not a board game, and losing a loved one is never really "starting over." More like "continuing without.

Unlike any man before him, Dor was being allowed to exist without getting older, to not use a single breath of the numbered breaths of his life. But inside, Dor was broken. Not aging is not the same as living, and without human contact, his soul dried up.

He was so accustomed to being correct in his judgments. Had he been spared the smaller mistakes in life only to make the biggest one at the end?

Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour.

He waded into the still water. And began to swim.

Do the kinds of things that come from the heart.

That's the way it worked between the two of them. Long periods of absence—then crazy, intense romance. I do believe she and Frankie belonged together, even if they rarely stayed together. It was as if they had a secret they were bound to, which made them joyful most of the time and insane the rest.

Fairness," he said, "does not govern life and death. If it did, no good person would ever die young.

Its the inner torture of every captured soldier, the shot distance between freedom and seizure.

Tell me something, Annie. Did the world begin with your birth?" "Of course not." "Right. Not yours. Not mine. Yet we humans make so much of 'our' time on earth. We measure it, we compare it, we put it on our tombstones. "We forget that 'our' time is linked to others' times. We come from one. We return to one. That's how a connected universe makes sense.

But all love stories are symphonies. And, like symphonies, they have four movements: • Allegro, a quick and spirited opening • Adagio, a slow turn • Minuet/Scherzo short steps in ¾ time • Rondo, a repeating theme, interrupted by various passages

only when he saw the hut made of reeds, did he slow his pace, as man does when he approaches what he desires, uncertain if it can possibly be all he hoped.

Ruby stepped toward him. "Edward," she said softly. It was the first time she had called him by name. "Learn this from me. Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves.

Forgive yourself she said. And use this grace to spread my spirit.

In the astronomy of high school life, Sarah would never have entered his orbit.

A freed soldier is often furious. The days and nights he lost, the torture and humiliation he suffered-it all demands a fierce revenge

He'd said all prayers were answered, but sometimes, the answer is no

You are the father of earthly time.

His mind had forgotten the pathway to his voice.

Finish your journey and you will know.

sometimes the answer is no.

hovering Heaven is always waiting for us, visible from beneath the Earth's blue waters. Such a wondrous world.

Alice." I hesitated. "What do I do now?" "Forgive yourself," she said. "Then use this grace to spread my spirit." "How do I do that?" "Survive this voyage. And once you do, find another soul in despair. And help them.

We all search for something to save us. He thinks it is him.