Quotes from Mitch Albom, For One More Day

When you look into your mother's eyes, you know that is the purest love you can find on this earth.

Behind all your stories is always your mother's story. Because hers is where yours begin.

Going back to something is harder than you think."I don't suppose I could have broken my mother's heart any more if I tried.

I think what you notice most when you haven't been home in a while is how much the trees have grown around your memories.

It's such a shame to waste time. We always think we have so much of it.

I thought about the days i had handed over to a bottle..the nights i can't remember..the mornings i slept thru..all the time spent running from myself.

Going back to something is harder than you think.

There are many things in my life that I wish I could take back. Many moments I would recast.

Being unheard is the ground floor of giving up, and giving up is the ground floor of doing yourself in. It's not so much, what's the point? It's more like, what's the difference?

Things change when you're not in danger anymore.

You can find something truly important in an ordinary minute.

You can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back.

When someone is in your heart, they're never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.

One day spent with someone you love can change everything.

What is it?""A prayer.""For a child?"She nodded."For me?"Another nod."On a tree?""Trees spend all day looking up at God.

Now you know how badly someone wanted you, Charley. Children forget that sometimes. They think of themselves as a burden instead of a wish granted.

Kids chase the love that eludes them.

She put one hand on mine. "When someone is in your heart, they're never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.

I love you every day. And now I will miss you every day.

She loved me coming and going, at my worst and at my best. She had a bottomless well of love for me.

I don't know what it is about the food your mother makes for you, especially when it's something that anyone can make - pancakes, meat loaf, tuna salad - but it carries a certain taste of memory.

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.

...But behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begins.

Every family is a ghost story.