Mitchell David "Mitch" Albom (b. May 23, 1958) is an American best-selling author, journalist, screenwriter, dramatist, radio and television broadcaster, and musician. His books have sold over 35 million copies worldwide. Having achieved national recognition for sports writing in the earlier part of his career, he is perhaps best known for the inspirational stories and themes that weave through his books, plays and films. (Click here for full Wikipedia article)
Accept who you are; and revel in it.
All endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at the time.
All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.
Behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begin.
Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time.
Death ends a life, not a relationship.
Don't cling to things because everything is impermanent.
Don't let go too soon, but don't hold on too long.
Each affects the other, and the other affects the next, and the world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.
Every family is a ghost story. The dead sit at our tables long after they have gone.
Faith is about doing. You are how you act, not just how you believe.
Have you ever lost someone you love and wanted one more conversation, one more chance to make up for the time when you thought they would be here forever? If so, then you know you can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back.
Holding anger is a poison... It eats you from inside...
Life is a series of pulls back and forth... A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. Most of us live somewhere in the middle.
Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.
One day spent with someone you love can change everything.
Parents, if they love you, will hold you up safely, above their swirling waters, and sometimes that means you'll never know what they endured, and you may treat them unkindly, in a way you otherwise wouldn't.
Sacrifice is a part of life. It's supposed to be. It's not something to regret. It's something to aspire to.
So many people walk around with a meaningless life. They seem half- asleep, even when they're busy doing things they think are important. This is because they're chasing the wrong things.
Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else.
The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.
The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.
There are no random acts... We are all connected... You can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind...
We think that by hating someone we hurt them... But hatred is a curved blade... and the harm we do to others... we also do to ourselves.
When someone is in your heart, they're never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.
You have peace... when you make it with yourself.
(May 23 is also the birthday of Margaret Fuller.)