Nobody's favorite movie is some dark, dysfunctional slasher story. Everybody's favorite song is a sentimental song. So why all of a sudden… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
“Back in the sanctuary, the Reb concluded his taped message by saying, “Please love one another, talk to one another, don’t let… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
God sings, we hum along, and there are many melodies, but it's all one song - one same, wonderful, human song. — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
I always look for a "rhythm" in my writing. A cadence to the sentences. Sometimes I think of pieces I write in… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
When he went blundering back to God, His songs half written, his work half done, Who knows what paths his bruised feet… — 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
