Mitch Albom Quotes

I give myself a good cry if I need it. But then I concentrate on the good things still in my life. I don't allow myself any more self-pity than that. A little each every morning, a few tears, and that's all.

I think what you notice most when you haven’t been home in a while is how much the trees have grown around your memories.

The problem, Mitch, is that we don't believe we are as much alike as we are. Whites and blacks, Catholics and Protestants, men and women. If we saw each other as more alike, we might be very eager to join in one big human family in this world, and to care about that family the way we care about our own.
But believe me, when you are dying, you see it is true. We all have the same beginning - birth - and we all have the same end - death. So how different can we be?
Invest in the human family. Invest in people. Build a little community of those you love and who love you.

"Fairness," he said, 'does not govern life and death. If it did, no good person would ever die young.

Giving to other people makes me feel alive. Not my car or my house. Not what I look like in the mirror. When I give my time, when I can make someone smile after they were feeling sad...

...the stories we tell ourselves long enough become our truths.

Without love we all like birds with broken wings.

Never be ashamed of a scar. In the end, scars tell the story of our lives, everything that hurt us, and everything that healed us.

Time passed. Like flakes shaken in a snow globe, the lives of those involved in the tragedy settled slowly to the ground, not in the same spots but in new pockets of peace.

If you're trying to show off for people at the top, forget it. They will look down on you anyhow. And if you're trying to show off for people at the bottom, forget it. They will only envy you. Status will get you nowhere. Only an open heart will allow you to float equally between everyone.

The more you defend a lie, the angrier you become.

Man searches for courage in drink, but it is not courage that he finds, it is fear that he loses. A drunken man may step off a cliff. That does not make him brave, just forgetful.

If you could pack for heaven, this was how you'd do it, touching everything, taking nothing.

She was like a wound beneath an old bandage, and he had grown more used to the bandage.

There are no random acts.