But my father, a thief in many ways, had robbed me of my concentration. — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Behind all your stories is always your mother's story. Because hers is where yours begin.” — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
A child embarrassed by his mother,” she said, “is just a child who hasn’t lived long enough. — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Sitting high above the city, Father Time realized that knowing something and understanding it were not the same thing.” — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“But behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begins.” — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Going back to something is harder than you think." I don't suppose I could have broken my mother's heart any more if… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
I made the wrong choice ," I whispered. My mother shook her head. "A child should never have to choose. — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Parents rarely let got of their children, so children let go of them. They move on. They move away.” — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped.Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers.” — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Some of these things I understand, some I do not. It makes no difference. The discussions give me an excuse to talk… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“I saw in her expression that old, unshakable mountain of concern. And I realized when you look at your mother, you are… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“It is not until much later, as the skin sags and the heart weakens, that children understand; their stories, and all their… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorb the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
Kids chase the love that eludes them, and for me, that was my father's love. He kept it tucked away, like papers… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
The truth is, when our mothers held us, rocked us, stroked our heads -none of us ever got enough of that. We… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
I don't know what it is about food your mother makes for you, especially when it's something that anyone can make -… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
But there's a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
Tell me about your family," I said. And so she did. I listened intently as my mother went through each branch of… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“You didn’t get it. Sacrifice is a part of life. It’s supposed to be. It’s not something to regret. It’s something to… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“He tells my parents how I took every class he taught. He tells them, “You have a special boy here.” Embarrassed, I… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“All parents damage their children. IT cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge,… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“This is part of what a family is about, not just love, but letting others know there’s someone who is watching out… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“There was a pier filled with thousands of people, men and women, fathers and mothers and children--so many children--children from the past… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
A wind blew, and the sand around his drawing scattered. He wrapped his fingers inside his wife's, and Father Time rekindled a… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Sometimes during the night, your father awakened. He rose from his bed, staggered across the room, and found the strength to raise… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“A mother's voice is like no other. We recognize every lilt and whisper, every warble or shriek.” — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“But then, I knew so little about my mother over the last decade of her life. I had been too wrapped up… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Why do you want to die?' I shivered. For a second I couldn't breathe. 'You knew...?' She gave a sad smile. 'I'm… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“another family story is forges, one that father and son will laugh about for decades. This is how a legacy is built.… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“All parents damage their children. This was their life together. Neglect. Violence. Silence.” — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
My mother was French Protestant, and my father was Italian Catholic, and their union was an excess of God, guilt and sauce. — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
When you look into your mother’s eyes, you know that is the purest love you can find on this earth. — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“He wondered how it was fair that your dying should depend so much on when you were born.” — Mitch Albom Copy Share
“After the funeral, my life changed. I felt as if time were suddenly precious, water going down an open drain, and I could not… — Mitch Albom Copy Share
“Once, lovers on faraway shores sat by candlelight and dipped ink to parchment, writing words that could not be erased. They took an evening… — Mitch Albom Copy Share
Giving to other people makes me feel alive. Not my car or my house. Not what I look like in the mirror. When I… — Mitch Albom Copy Share
“If the only thing wrong with Moses is that he's not yours; if the only thing wrong with Jesus is that he's not yours;… — Mitch Albom Copy Share
“Sometimes your kids will say the nastiest things, won't they, Rose? You want to ask,'Whose child is this?'" Rose chuckled. "But usually, they're just… — Mitch Albom Copy Share
“I had also developed my own culture. Work. Over the years, I had taken labor as my companion and had moved everything else to… — Mitch Albom Copy Share
“You didn’t get it. Sacrifice is a part of life. It’s supposed to be. It’s not something to regret. It’s something to aspire to.… — Mitch Albom Copy Share
I give myself a good cry if I need it. But then I concentrate on the good things still in my life. I don't… — Mitch Albom Copy Share
It was sad, the imbalance of it all. Why do kids assume so much from one parent and hold the other to a lower,… — Mitch Albom Copy Share
