Morrie, I said softly. Coach, he corrected.Coach, I said. I felt a shiver. He spoke in short bursts, inhaling air, exhaling words. His voice was thin and raspy. He smelled of ointment.You ... are a go...
Morrie smiled. Mitch, you asked about caring for people I don’t even know. But can I tell you the thing I’m learning most with this disease? What’s that? The most important thing in life is to learn h...
Love is when you are as concerned about someone else's situation as you are about your own.
Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else. Somethings hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted, even w...
It was the first time I had seen him unshaven, the small white whiskers looking so out of place, as if someone had shaken salt neatly across his cheeks and chin. How could there be new life in his bea...
It is because the human spirit knows, deep down, that all lives intersect. That death doesn't just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between being taken and being missed,...
It is 1979, a basketball game in the Brandeis gym. The team is doing well, and the student section begins a chant, We’re number one! We’re number one! Morrie is sitting nearby. He is puzzled by the ch...
Invest in the human family. Invest in people. Build a little community of those you love and who love you. He squeezed my hand gently. I squeezed back harder. And like that carnival contest where you...
In the beginning, there was a question. In the end, the question gets answered. God sings, we hum along, and there are many melodies, but it’s all one song—one same, wonderful, human song. I am in lov...
In stories about life after death, the soul often floats above the good-bye moment, hovering over police cars at highway accidents, or clinging like a spider to hospital-room ceilings. These are peopl...
In business, people negotiate to win. They negotiate to get what they want. Maybe you’re too used to that. Love is different. Love is when you are as concerned about someone else’s situation as you ar...
If you hold back on the emotions--if you don't allow yourself to go all the way through them--you can never get to being detached, you're too busy being afraid.
I want to tell him to be more open, to ignore the lure of advertised values, to pay attention when your loved ones are speaking, as if it were the last time you might hear them.
I still don't understand, Eddie whispered. What good came from your death? You lived, the Blue Man answered. But we barely knew each other. I might as well have been a stranger....Strangers, the Blue...
I saw in her expression that old, unshakable mountain of concern. And I realized when you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know
I never wanted anyone else, he said quietly.I know, she said.I was still in love with you.I know. She nodded. I felt it.Here? he asked.Even here, she said, smiling. That's how strong lost love can be.
I hope you never hear those words. Your mom. She died. They are different than other words. They are too big to fit in your ears. They belong to some strange, heavy, powerful language that pounds away...
I found I could share almost anything with Reb. He had a way of looking you in the eye and making you feel the world had stopped and you were all that was in it.
I believe in being fully present.That means you should be with the person you're with. ...I am talking to you. I am thinking about you.
How nice would that be today if when a job was lost, a Man of God sat at the dinner table and encouraged you?