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I made such a fool of myself, ” she lamented.“ Love does not make you a fool.”“ He didn’t love me back.”“ That does not make you a fool, either.”“ Just tell me …” Her voice cracked. “When does it stop hurting?”“ Sometimes never.Mitch Albom
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When you are measuring life, you are not living it.Mitch Albom
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When we are most alone is when we embrace another's loneliness.Mitch Albom
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Ends are for yesterday, not tomorrows.Mitch Albom
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Man invents nothing God did not create first.Mitch Albom
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With endless time, nothing is special. With no loss or sacrifice, we can’t appreciate what we haveMitch Albom
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It is too late." The old man shook his head. "It is never too late or too soon. It is when it is supposed to be." He smiled. "There is a plan, Dor.Mitch Albom
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We’re gonna make up for that. We’re gonna live a long time together.Mitch Albom
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What was the constant? Movement. Yes. With time there was always movement. The setting sun. The dripping water. Thependulums. The spilling sand. To realize his destiny, such movement had to cease. He had to stop the flowof time completely …Mitch Albom
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All who are born are always dying.Mitch Albom
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Why did you measure the days and nights? To know. Sitting high above the city, Father Time realized that knowing something and understanding it were not the same thing.Mitch Albom
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Didn't people call New Year's the loneliest night on the calender? She took comfort in knowing somewhere on the planet, someone might be as miserable as she was.Mitch Albom
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She felt worthless and hollow. There was no hope of fixing this. And when hope is gone, time is punishment.Mitch Albom
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And a man without memories is just a shell.Mitch Albom
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Time flies with youMitch Albom
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But a desperate heart will seduce the mind.Mitch Albom
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We are, as we die, who we most were in life...Mitch Albom
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He cried that night for all that he had lost, but he would say it taught him a valuable lesson: that holding on to things "will only break your heart.Mitch Albom
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A wind blew, and the sand around his drawing scattered. He wrapped his fingers inside his wife's, and Father Time rekindled a connection he had only ever had with her. He surrendered to that sensation and felt the final drops of their lives touch one another, like water in a cave, top meets bottom, Heaven meets Earth.As their eyes closed, a different set of eyes opened, and they rose from the ground as a shared south, up and up, a sun and a moon in a single sky.Mitch Albom