“I may be dying, but I am surrounded by loving, caring souls. How many people can say that?” — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“He told his friends that if they really wanted to help him, they would treat him not with sympathy but with visits,… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“In a strange way, I envied the quality of Morrie's time even as I lamented its diminishing supply. Why did we bother… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
It is no coincidence that the words 'trying' and 'dying' are only a few letters apart. — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“I asked Morrie if he felt sorry for himself. "Sometimes, in the mornings," he said. "That's when I mourn. I feel around… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Holding him like that moved me in a way I cannot describe, except to say I felt the seeds of death inside… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Mitch, I don't allow myself any more self-pity than that. A little each morning, a few tears, and that's all." I thought… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“A human textbook. Study me in my slow and patient demise. Watch what happens to me. Learn with me. Morrie would walk… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“But I can sit here with my dwindling days and look at what I think is important in life. I have both… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Money is not a substitute for tenderness, and power is not a substitute for tenderness. I can tell you, as I’m sitting… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun. — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“The problem, Mitch, is that we don't believe we are as much alike as we are. Whites and blacks, Catholics and Protestants,… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“People scooped up these tabloids, devoured their gossip.. But now, for some reason, I found myself thinking about Morrie whenever I read… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“For all that was happening to him, his voice was strong and inviting, and his mind was vibrating with a million thoughts.… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
If you are fully alive to the prospect of dying, you really start reprioritising your life. — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Morrie closed his eyes. "I know, Mitch. You mustn't be afraid of my dying. I've had a good life, and we all… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“If some mystical clarity of thought came when you looked death in the eye, then I knew Morrie wanted to share it.… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“It’s very simple. As you grow, you learn more. If you stayed at twenty-two, you’d always be as ignorant as you were… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“I give myself a good cry if I need it. But then I concentrate on all the good things still in my… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“I was astonished by his complete lack of self-pity. Morrie, who could no longer dance, swim, bathe, or walk; Morrie, who could… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“It's only horrible if you see it that way," Morrie said. "It's horrible to watch my body slowly wilt away to nothing.… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
What about a man who sits down to wonder Why life has cheated him? Thinks about his situation Hangs his head and… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
Time," the Captain said, "is not what you think." He sat down next to Eddie. "Dying? Not the end of everything. We… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
