No life is a waste. The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.
– Mitch Albom
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- The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone. – Mitch Albom
- What is it?--œA prayer.--œFor a child?-She nodded.-œFor me?-Another nod.-œOn a tree?--œTrees spend all day looking up at God. – Mitch Albom
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- We are, as we die, who we most were in life… – Mitch Albom
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- Positive thinking is better than negative thinking and… No thinking is far better then positive thinking – Ed Strachar
- Learn to forgive yourself and to forgive others. – Mitch Albom
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- You will never know all there is to know. You will learn until your final days. Then you will inspire someone else. This is what an artist does. – Mitch Albom
- The secret is not to make your music louder. But to make the world quieter. – Mitch Albom
- Silence enhances music. What you do not play can sweeten what you do. But it is not the same with words. What you do not say can haunt you. – Mitch Albom
- Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know. – Mitch Albom
- …But behind all your stories is always your mother’s story, because hers is where yours begins. – Mitch Albom
- Every family is a ghost story. – Mitch Albom
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- Never tell a child that something it’s too hard – Mitch Albom
- Dying? Not the end of everything. We think it is. But what happens on earth is only the beginning. – Mitch Albom
- Belief, hard work, love-“you have those things, you can do anything. – Mitch Albom
- If you accept that you can die at any time – then you might not be as ambitious as you are – Mitch Albom
- The dead sit at our tables long after they have gone. – Mitch Albom
- When you’re rotten about yourself, you become rotten to everyone else, even thoseyou love. – Mitch Albom
- When you are an outcast, even a tossed stone can be cherished. – Mitch Albom
- How do you let go of anger? How do you release a fury you’ve been standing on for so long, you would stumble were it yanked away? – Mitch Albom
- you must understand why you felt what you did, and why you no longer need to feel it – Mitch Albom
- And a man without memories is just a shell. – Mitch Albom
- Time flies with you – Mitch Albom
- Why are we embarassed by silence? What comfort do we find in all the noise? – Mitch Albom
- When you look into your mother’s eyes, you know that is the purest love you can find on this earth. – Mitch Albom
- some things you endure for a reason – Mitch Albom
- 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 Albom
- Study me in my slow and patient demise. Watch what happens to me. Learn with me. – Mitch Albom
- Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you’re not really losing it. You’re just passing it on to someone else. – Mitch Albom
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- I love you every day,Mom – Mitch Albom
- 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. – Mitch Albom