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Sunflowers waiting for the sunshine. Violets just waiting for dew. Bees just waiting for honey And honey, I'm just waiting for you!
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Why humans kill each other is beyond my comprehension, but I can testify that you have been doing it since your inception. Only the weapons change.
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The secret is not to make your music louder. But to make the world quieter.
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music
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One must indeed test the strings to this life, bounce the bow, wet the mouthpiece, prepare for the deeper music that follows.
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You're never in love with anyone the way you are when you're eighteen, on a beach, at night, with your shoes off. I still can't believe he's gone.
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that each affects the other and tho other affects the next, and the world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.
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Why are we embarrassed by silence? What comfort do we find in all the noise? -Morrie Schwartz
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I begin to call Morrie "Coach," the way I used to address my high school track coach. Morrie likes the nickname. "Coach," he says. "All right, I'll be your coach. And you can be my player. You can play all the lovely parts of life that I'm too old for now."
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Mitch Albom |
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Love is so supremely important. As our great poet Auden said, 'Love each other or perish
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love-quotes
truth
inspirational
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Over time, I guess all your teachers find their way into your music, right?
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His father, who for years had refused to speak to Eddie, now lacked the strength to even try. He watched his son with heavy-lidded eyes. Eddie, after struggling to find even one sentence to say, did the only thing he could think of to do: He held up his hands and showed his father his grease-stained fingertips.
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You see, here's my theory: Kids chase the love that eludes them, and for me, that was my father's love. He kept it tucked away, like papers in a briefcase. And I kept trying to get in there.
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But then, I knew so little about my mother over the last decade of her life. I had been too wrapped up in my own drama.
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Why do the strings make different sounds, Maestro?" "It is simple. They work like life." "I don't understand." "The first string is E. It is high pitched and quick like a child. "The second string is B. It is pitched slightly lower, like the squeaky voice of a teenager. "The third string, G, is deeper, with the power of a young man. "The fourth string, D, is robust, a man at full strength. "The fifth string, A, is solid and loud but unable ..
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When I asked the Reb, Why do bad things happen to good people?, he gave none of the standard answers. He quietly said, "No one knows." I admired that. But when I asked if that ever shook his belief in God, he was firm. "I cannot waver," he said. Well, you could, if you didn't believe in something all-powerful. "An atheist," he said. Yes. "And then I could explain why my prayers were not answered." Right. He studied me carefully. He drew in ..
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Mitch, that's what faith is. If they spit in your face, you say it must be raining. But you still come back tomorrow.
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Don't assume that it's too late to get involved
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Mitch Albom |
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Life is a series of pulls back and forth.
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Mitch Albom |
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The slightest human contact was immediate joy.
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Have you ever known a man of faith? Did you run the other way? If so, stop running. Maybe sit for a minute. For a glass of ice water. For a plate of corn bread. You may find there is something beautiful to learn, and it doesn't bite you and it doesn't weaken you, it only proves a divine spark lies inside each of us, and that spark may one day save the world.
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When you're an outcast, even a tossed stone can be cherished.
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Einstein once postulated that if you traveled at an enormous rate of speed, time would actually slow down relative to the world you left behind, so that seeing the future without aging alongside it was at least theoretically, possible.
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But Father Time is real. And, in truth, he cannot age. Beneath the unruly beard and cascading hair--signs of life, not death--his body is lean, his skin unwrinkled, immune to the very thing he lords over.
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Her death was as insignificant as her life.
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Love. . . . You are born in it . . . you return to it.
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And thus unknowingly, Dor began to serve his sentence -- to hear every plea from every soul who desired more of the thing he had first identified, the thing that moved man further from the simple light of existence and deeper into the darkness of his own obsessions. Time.
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I give myself a good cry if i need it. A little each morning, a few tears and that's all.
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I see your face in every flower, your eyes in stars above, it's just the thought of you, the very thought of you, my love...
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Amazing, I thought. I worked in the news business. I covered stories where people died. I interviewed grieving family members. I even attended the funerals. I never cried. Morrie, for the suffering of people half a world away, was weeping. Is this what comes at the end, I wondered? Maybe death is the great equalizer, the one big thing that can finally make strangers shed a tear for one another
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Do what the Buddhists do. Every day, have a little bird on your shoulder that asks, 'Is today the day? Am I read? Am I doing all I need to do? Am I being the person i want to be?'" He turned his head to his shoulder as if the bird were there now. "Is today the day I die?" he said."
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What was the constant? Movement. Yes. With time there was always movement. The setting sun. The dripping water. The pendulums. The spilling sand. To realize his destiny, such movement had to cease. He had to stop the flow of time completely ...
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Please make it yesterday, when Papa came home.
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Mitch Albom |
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He tells my parents how I took every class he taught. He tells them, "You have a special boy here." Embarrassed, I look at my feet. Before we leave, I hand my professor a present, a tan briefcase with his initials on the front. I bought this the day before at a shopping mall. I didn't want to forget him. Maybe I didn't want him to forget me. "Mitch, you are one of the good ones," he says, admiring the briefcase. Then he hugs me. I feel his ..
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Die as a sacrifice is more worthy then a suicide
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Mitch Albom |
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when you most need it, neither money nor power will give you the feeling you're looking for, no matter how much of them you have.
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Mitch Albom |
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You humans are always locking each other away. Cells. Dungeons. Some of your earliest jails were sewers, where men sloshed in their own waste. No other creature has this arrogance--to confine its own. Could you imagine a bird imprisoning another bird? A horse jailing a horse?
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Mitch Albom |
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No life is a waste. The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.
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As I crossed the street, my sister yelled out the window, "Do you want us to bring you a cone?" and I thought, You're so stupid, Roberta, cones melt."
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Mitch Albom |
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That is often why you come to music, isn't it? To feel that you are not alone?
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Mitch Albom |
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Do not cry over losing blood. Not for something you love.
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Mitch Albom |
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I thought about how often this was needed in everyday life. How we feel lonely, sometimes to the point of tears, but we don't let those tears come because we are not supposed to cry.
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loneliness
feelings
everyday-life
paint
tears
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Our culture doesn't encourage you to think about such things until you're about to die. We're so wrapped up with egotistical things, career, family, having enough money, meeting the mortgage, getting a new car, fixing the radiator when it breaks--we're involved in trillions of little acts just to keep going. So we don't get into the habbit of standing back and looking at our lives and saying, Is this all? Is this all I want? Is something mi..
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Mitch Albom |
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Once you have a sister, you never stop having her, even if you can no longer see or touch her.
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Mitch Albom |
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Sometimes your kids will say the nastiest things, won't they, Rose? You want to ask,'Whose child is this?'" Rose chuckled. "But usually, they're just in some kind of pain. They need to work it out."
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