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Link	Quote	Tags	Author
d153b23	Want to keep Christ in Christmas? Feed the hungry, clothe the naked, forgive the guilty, welcome the unwanted, care for the ill, love your enemies, and do unto others as you would have done unto you.	care christ christianity christmas clothe enemies feed forgive golden-rule guilty hungry ill inspirational jesus life love motivational naked service unwanted welcome	Steve Maraboli
7b373f8	In a strange way, I envied the quality of Morrie's time even as I lamented its diminishing supply. Why did we bother with all the distractions we did? .. give up days and weeks of our lives, addicted to someone else's drama.	drama dying envy ill life live others quality	Mitch Albom
a07d672	"It's only horrible if you see it that way," Morrie said. "It's horrible to watch my body slowly wilt away to nothing. But it's also wonderful because of all the time I get to say good-bye." He smiled. "Not everyone is so lucky."	bye dying horrible ill lucky nothing slow time wilt	Mitch Albom
7b9520f	His eyes were more sunken than I remembered them, and his cheekbones more pronounced. This gave him a harsher, older look - until he smiled, of course, and the sagging cheeks gathered up like curtains.	death describe face ill look smile	Mitch Albom
49fcc37	..And because he was still able to move his hands - Morrie always spoke with both hands waving - he showed great passion when explaining how you face the end of life.	death decision hands ill life passion wait way-of-life	Mitch Albom
f3f43a2	"Morrie closed his eyes. "I know, Mitch. You mustn't be afraid of my dying. I've had a good life, and we all know it's going to happen. I maybe have four or five months."	dying good ill life live months	Mitch Albom
e66083c	Morrie was in a wheelchair full-time now, getting used to helpers lifting him like a heavy sack from the chair to the bed and the bed to the chair.	dignity help ill life wheelchair	Mitch Albom
89ca8f1	"I asked Morrie if he felt sorry for himself. "Sometimes, in the mornings," he said. "That's when I mourn. I feel around my body, I move my fingers and my hands - whatever I can still move - and I mourn what I've lost. I mourn the slow, insidious way in which I'm dying. But then I stop mourning."	ill insidious lost mourn self slow sorry	Mitch Albom
49d4e9b	That was the end of his driving.. That was the end of his walking free.. That was the end of his privacy.. And that was the end of his secret.	change disease end ill life normal terminal	Mitch Albom
36be36a	Do I wither up and disappear, or do I make the best of my time left?.. He would not wither. He would not be ashamed of dying.	disease ill left terminal thoughts time	Mitch Albom
75f14e2	Holding him like that moved me in a way I cannot describe, except to say I felt the seeds of death inside his shrivelling frame, and as I laid him in his chair, adjusting his head on the pillows, I had the coldest realisation that our time was running out.	death dying hold ill move realise run-out time	Mitch Albom
9fcbed2	If some mystical clarity of thought came when you looked death in the eye, then I knew Morrie wanted to share it. And I wanted to remember it for as long as I could.	death dying ill memory remember share thought time	Mitch Albom
ea94c4b	ALS is like a lit candle: it melts your nerves and leaves your body a pile of wax.. you cannot support yourself standing.. you cannot sit up straight. By the end, if you are still alive.. your soul, perfectly awake, is imprisoned inside a limp husk.. like something from a science fiction movie, the man frozen inside his own flesh.	candle disease ill nerves soul terminal	Mitch Albom
cbbf16d	"Had it not been for "Nightline," Morrie would have died without ever seeing me again. I had no good excuse for this, except the one that everyone these days seems to have. I had become too wrapped up in the siren song of my life. I was busy."	death excuse friend ill life workaholic	Mitch Albom
4b37f8f	He had refused fancy clothes or makeup for this interview. His philosophy was that death should to be embarrassing; he was not about to powder its nose.	embarrass ill makeup perspective point-of-view	Mitch Albom
7c4079d	Morrie had amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), Lou Gehrig's disease, a brutal, unforgiving illness of the neurological system. There was no known cure.	cure ill nerves sick terminal	Mitch Albom
4d901c8	I watched him now, his hands working gingerly, as if he were learning to use them for the first time. He could not press down hard with a knife. His fingers shook. Each bite was a struggle; he chewed the food finely before swallowing.. The skin from his wrist to his knuckles was dotted with age spots, and it was loose, like skin hanging from a chicken soup bone.	describe eating ill old	Mitch Albom
a1021b0	For a while, we just ate like that, a sick old man, a healthy, younger man, both absorbing the quiet of the room. I would say it was an embarrassed silence, but I seemed to be the only one embarrassed.	healthy ill old quiet silence young	Mitch Albom
4c888e0	I may be dying, but I am surrounded by loving, caring souls. How many people can say that?	death dying ill life live love	Mitch Albom
66d6f11	I was astonished by his complete lack of self-pity. Morrie, who could no longer dance, swim, bathe, or walk; Morrie, who could no longer answer his own door, dry himself after a shower, or even roll over in bed. How could he be so accepting? I watched him struggle with a fork, picking at a piece of tomato, missing it the first two times - a pathetic scene, and yet I could not deny that sitting in his presence was almost magically serene, the same calm breeze that soothed me back in college.	dying ill life live past pity presence struggle	Mitch Albom
2e3fd39	People scooped up these tabloids, devoured their gossip.. But now, for some reason, I found myself thinking about Morrie whenever I read anything silly or mindless. I kept picturing him there, in the house with the Japanese maple.. counting his breath, squeezing out every moment with his loved ones, while I spent so many hours on things that meant absolutely nothing to me personally.	gossip ill life live love moment quality senseless	Mitch Albom
68dd477	But I can sit here with my dwindling days and look at what I think is important in life. I have both the time - and the reason - to do that.	dying end ill important life reason think time	Mitch Albom

d153b23

Want to keep Christ in Christmas? Feed the hungry, clothe the naked, forgive the guilty, welcome the unwanted, care for the ill, love your enemies, and do unto others as you would have done unto you.

care christ christianity christmas clothe enemies feed forgive golden-rule guilty hungry ill inspirational jesus life love motivational naked service unwanted welcome

Steve Maraboli

7b373f8

In a strange way, I envied the quality of Morrie's time even as I lamented its diminishing supply. Why did we bother with all the distractions we did? .. give up days and weeks of our lives, addicted to someone else's drama.

drama dying envy ill life live others quality

Mitch Albom

a07d672

"It's only horrible if you see it that way," Morrie said. "It's horrible to watch my body slowly wilt away to nothing. But it's also wonderful because of all the time I get to say good-bye." He smiled. "Not everyone is so lucky."

bye dying horrible ill lucky nothing slow time wilt

Mitch Albom

7b9520f

His eyes were more sunken than I remembered them, and his cheekbones more pronounced. This gave him a harsher, older look - until he smiled, of course, and the sagging cheeks gathered up like curtains.

death describe face ill look smile

Mitch Albom

49fcc37

..And because he was still able to move his hands - Morrie always spoke with both hands waving - he showed great passion when explaining how you face the end of life.

death decision hands ill life passion wait way-of-life

Mitch Albom

f3f43a2

"Morrie closed his eyes. "I know, Mitch. You mustn't be afraid of my dying. I've had a good life, and we all know it's going to happen. I maybe have four or five months."

dying good ill life live months

Mitch Albom

e66083c

Morrie was in a wheelchair full-time now, getting used to helpers lifting him like a heavy sack from the chair to the bed and the bed to the chair.

dignity help ill life wheelchair

Mitch Albom

89ca8f1

"I asked Morrie if he felt sorry for himself. "Sometimes, in the mornings," he said. "That's when I mourn. I feel around my body, I move my fingers and my hands - whatever I can still move - and I mourn what I've lost. I mourn the slow, insidious way in which I'm dying. But then I stop mourning."

ill insidious lost mourn self slow sorry

Mitch Albom

49d4e9b

That was the end of his driving.. That was the end of his walking free.. That was the end of his privacy.. And that was the end of his secret.

change disease end ill life normal terminal

Mitch Albom

36be36a

Do I wither up and disappear, or do I make the best of my time left?.. He would not wither. He would not be ashamed of dying.

disease ill left terminal thoughts time

Mitch Albom

75f14e2

Holding him like that moved me in a way I cannot describe, except to say I felt the seeds of death inside his shrivelling frame, and as I laid him in his chair, adjusting his head on the pillows, I had the coldest realisation that our time was running out.

death dying hold ill move realise run-out time

Mitch Albom

9fcbed2

If some mystical clarity of thought came when you looked death in the eye, then I knew Morrie wanted to share it. And I wanted to remember it for as long as I could.

death dying ill memory remember share thought time

Mitch Albom

ea94c4b

ALS is like a lit candle: it melts your nerves and leaves your body a pile of wax.. you cannot support yourself standing.. you cannot sit up straight. By the end, if you are still alive.. your soul, perfectly awake, is imprisoned inside a limp husk.. like something from a science fiction movie, the man frozen inside his own flesh.

candle disease ill nerves soul terminal

Mitch Albom

cbbf16d

"Had it not been for "Nightline," Morrie would have died without ever seeing me again. I had no good excuse for this, except the one that everyone these days seems to have. I had become too wrapped up in the siren song of my life. I was busy."

death excuse friend ill life workaholic

Mitch Albom

4b37f8f

He had refused fancy clothes or makeup for this interview. His philosophy was that death should to be embarrassing; he was not about to powder its nose.

embarrass ill makeup perspective point-of-view

Mitch Albom

7c4079d

Morrie had amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), Lou Gehrig's disease, a brutal, unforgiving illness of the neurological system. There was no known cure.

cure ill nerves sick terminal

Mitch Albom

4d901c8

I watched him now, his hands working gingerly, as if he were learning to use them for the first time. He could not press down hard with a knife. His fingers shook. Each bite was a struggle; he chewed the food finely before swallowing.. The skin from his wrist to his knuckles was dotted with age spots, and it was loose, like skin hanging from a chicken soup bone.

describe eating ill old

Mitch Albom

a1021b0

For a while, we just ate like that, a sick old man, a healthy, younger man, both absorbing the quiet of the room. I would say it was an embarrassed silence, but I seemed to be the only one embarrassed.

healthy ill old quiet silence young

Mitch Albom

4c888e0

I may be dying, but I am surrounded by loving, caring souls. How many people can say that?

death dying ill life live love

Mitch Albom

66d6f11

I was astonished by his complete lack of self-pity. Morrie, who could no longer dance, swim, bathe, or walk; Morrie, who could no longer answer his own door, dry himself after a shower, or even roll over in bed. How could he be so accepting? I watched him struggle with a fork, picking at a piece of tomato, missing it the first two times - a pathetic scene, and yet I could not deny that sitting in his presence was almost magically serene, the same calm breeze that soothed me back in college.

dying ill life live past pity presence struggle

Mitch Albom

2e3fd39

People scooped up these tabloids, devoured their gossip.. But now, for some reason, I found myself thinking about Morrie whenever I read anything silly or mindless. I kept picturing him there, in the house with the Japanese maple.. counting his breath, squeezing out every moment with his loved ones, while I spent so many hours on things that meant absolutely nothing to me personally.

gossip ill life live love moment quality senseless

Mitch Albom

68dd477

But I can sit here with my dwindling days and look at what I think is important in life. I have both the time - and the reason - to do that.

dying end ill important life reason think time

Mitch Albom