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

She had a bottomless well of love for me.

Some of them she had seen for four years without exchanging a word. But that was how high school worked; it issued a verdict and you behaved accordingly.

Status will get you nowhere. Only an open heart will allow you to float equally between everyone.

That there are no random acts. That we are all connected. That you can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind. Eddie shook his head. We were throwing a ball. It was my stupidity, running out there like that. Why should you have to die on account of me? It ain?t fair. The Blue Man held out his hand. Fairness, he said, does not govern life and death. If it did, no good person would ever die young.

The hands of a clock will find their way home.

The running boy is inside every man, no matter how old he gets.

The world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.

Once heaven is done with grandma, we'd like her back, thanks.

Please make it yesterday, when Papa came home.

She had been so consumed with escaping her own misery, she hadn't considered the misery she might inflict.

Something is always happening somewhere.

Sticking with your family is what makes it a family.

That was the difference. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too?even when you?re in the dark. Even when you?re falling.

The heart sound is ever broken heart.

The second death. To think that you died and no one would remember you. I wondered if this was why we tried so hard to make our mark in America. To be known. Think of how important celebrity has become. We sing to get famous; expose our worst secrets to get famous; lose weight, eat bugs, even commit murder to get famous. Our young people post their deepest thoughts on public web sites. They run cameras from their bedrooms. It?s as if we are screaming Notice Me! Remember Me! Yet the notoriety barely lasts. Names quickly blur and in time are forgotten.

The years after graduation hardened me into someone quite different from the strutting graduate who left campus that day headed for New York City, ready to offer the world his talent. The world, I discovered was not all that interested.

Once we began to chime the hour, we lost the ability to be satisfied.

Please, please, please, please, please... squeezing his eyes shut because it somehow made the words more pure.

She loved me coming and going, at my worst and at my best. She had a bottomless well of love for me.

Sometimes during the night, your father awakened. He rose from his bed, staggered across the room, and found the strength to raise the window sash. He called your mother's name with what little voice he had, and he called yours, too, and your brother, Joe. And he called for Mickey. At that moment, it seemed, his heart was spilling out, all the guilt and regret. Perhaps he felt the light of death approaching. Perhaps he only knew you were all out there somewhere, in the streets beneath his window. He bent over the ledge. The night was chilly. The wind and damp, in his state, were too much. He was dead before dawn.

Still what I miss most, simple and maybe selfish as it sounds, is the twinkle in Morrie's eyes when I came in the room. But When someone is happy-genuinely happy-to see you, it melts you from the start. It is like going home.

That?s the thing when people leave us too suddenly, isn?t it? We always have so many questions.

The human spirit knows, deep down that all lives intersect.

The slightest human contact was immediate joy.

There are a few rules I know to be true about love and marriage: If you don?t respect the other person, you?re gonna have a lot of trouble. If you don?t know how to compromise, you?re gonna have a lot of trouble. If you can?t talk openly about what goes on between you, you?re gonna have a lot of trouble. And if you don?t have a common set of values in life, you?re gonna have a lot of trouble. Your values must be alike.

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First Name
Mitch
Last Name
Albom, fully Mitchell David "Mitch" Albom
Birth Date
1958
Bio

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