Love is the only rational act.
Love comes when you least expect it. Love comes when you most need it. Love comes when you are ready to receive it or can no longer deny it.
Don't let go too soon, but don't hang on too long.
But I had never seen her that way. I had never known her as Pauline, the name he parents had given her, or as Posey, the name her friends had given her; only as Mom, the name I had given her. I could...
Behind all your stories is always your mother's story. Because hers is where yours begin.
I buried myself in accomplishments, because with accomplishments, I believed I could control things, I could squeeze in every last piece of happiness before I got sick and died.. which I figured was m...
When all this started, I asked myself, 'Am I going to withdraw from the world, like most people do, or am I going to live?'I decided I'm going to live---or at least try to live---the way I want, with...
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.
Yet here was Morrie talking with the wonder of our college years, as if I'd simply been on a long vacation. ..What happened to me? I once promised I would never work for money, that I would join the P...
When a baby comes into the world, its hands are clenched, right? Like this? He made a fist. Why? Because a baby, not knowing any better, wants to grab everything, to say, 'The whole world is mine.' Bu...
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 dis...
The world is full of stories, but the stories are all one .
So, have we solved the secret of happiness? I believe so, he said. Are you going to tell me? Yes. Ready? Ready. Be satisfied. That's it? Be grateful. That's it? For what you have. For the love you rec...
One afternoon, I am complaining about the confusion of my age, what is expected of me versus what I want for myself.
Once heaven is done with grandma, we'd like her back, thanks.
I realized when you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know.
I had told him I was searching for my keys, that's what had taken me so long in the car, and I squeezed him tighter, as if I could crush my little lie.
I came to love the way Morrie lit up when I entered the room. He did this for many people, I know, but it was his special talent to make each visitor feel that the smile was unique.Ahhhh, it’s my budd...
Heaven . . . is the same feeling. . . . No fear. No dark. When you know you are loved . . . that’s the light.
What do people fear most about death? I asked the reb."Fear?" he thought for a moment. 'Well, for one thing, what happens next? Where do we go? Is it what we imagined?"That's big."Yes. But there's som...