Mitch Albom, fully Mitchell David "Mitch" Albom

Mitch
Albom, fully Mitchell David "Mitch" Albom
1958

American Author, Journalist, Screenwriter, Dramatist, Radio and Television Broadcaster and Musician

Author Quotes

You talk, I'll listen.

Giving makes me feel like living.

There is a big confusion in this country over what we want verses what we need... you need food. You want a chocolate sundae.

Things grow quickly are often more easily destroyed than those which take a long time.

To these people, unhappiness was a condition, an intolerable state of affairs. If pills could help, pills were taken. But pills were not going to change the fundamental problem in the construction. Wanting what you can?t have. Looking for self-worth in the mirror. Layering work on top of work and still wondering why you weren?t satisfied - before working some more.

We really don't experience the world fully, because we're half-asleep, doing things we automatically think we have to do. And facing death changes that? Oh, yes. You strip away all that stuff and you focus on the essentials.

What is it about silence that makes people uneasy?

When she says, 'How can you ask if I love you? Look at all I've done with you. What else would you call it?' That kind of love-the kind you realize you already have by the life you've created together-that's the kind that lasts.

With his power over time, Dor could have taken anything he desired from this new world. But a man who can take anything will find most things unsatisfying.

You count the hours you could have spent with your mother. It's a lifetime in itself.

You need someone to probe you in that direction. It won't just happen automatically. I knew what he was saying. We all need teachers in our lives.

There is a reason God limits our days. Why? To make each one precious.

Things that happen before you are born still affect you,' she said. 'And people who come before your time affect you as well. We move through places every day that would never have been if not for those who came before us. Our workplaces, where we spend so much time- we often think they began with our arrival. That's not true.' She tapped her fingertips together. 'If not for Emile, I would have no husband. IF not for our marriage, there would be no pier. If there'd been no pier, you would not have ended up working there.

Try to imagine a life without timekeeping. You probably can?t. You know the month, the year, the day of the week. There is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car. You have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie. Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.

We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves.

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.

When we are most alone is when we embrace another?s loneliness.

With Marguerite, he wanted only time?more and more time?and he was granted it, night-times and day-times and night-times again.

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. Little sacrifices. Big sacrifices. A mother works so her son can go to school. A daughter moves home to take care of her sick father. That?s the thing. Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you?re not really losing it. You?re just passing it on to someone else.

You need to keep people close. You need to give them access to your heart.

There is a time for hello and a time for good-bye. It's why the act of burying thing seems natural, but the act of digging them up does not.

This is a story about a family and, as there is a ghost involved, you might call it a ghost story. But every family is a ghost story. The dead sit at our tables long after they have gone.

Turn on the faucet. Wash yourself with the emotion. It won?t hurt you. It will only help. If you let the fear inside, if you pull it on like a familiar shirt, then you can say to yourself, All right, it?s just fear, I don?t have to let it control me. I see it for what it is.

We think we don't deserve love, we think if we let it in we'll become too soft. But a wise man named Levine said it right. He said, 'love is the only rational act.

What she mostly wanted, he learned, was the same thing many people want?someone to notice she was there.

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First Name
Mitch
Last Name
Albom, fully Mitchell David "Mitch" Albom
Birth Date
1958
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American Author, Journalist, Screenwriter, Dramatist, Radio and Television Broadcaster and Musician