Mitch Albom
Mitch Albom
Mitchell David "Mitch" Albomis an American best-selling author, journalist, screenwriter, dramatist, radio and television broadcaster, and musician. His books have sold over 35 million copies worldwide. Having achieved national recognition for sports writing in the earlier part of his career, he is perhaps best known for the inspirational stories and themes that weave through his books, plays, and films...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth23 May 1958
CityPassaic, NJ
CountryUnited States of America
You're not listening with your eyes.
but then she did. she died. no more visits, no more phone calls. And without even realizing it, I began to drift, as if my roots had been pulled, as if I were floating down some side branch of a river.
And if you don´t commit? I asked. Your choice. But you miss what´s on the other side. What´s on the other side? "Ah" he smiled. "A happiness you cannot find alone
To these people, unhappiness was a condition, an intolerable state of affairs. If pills could help, pills were taken. But pills were not going to change the fundamental problem in the construction. Wanting what you can´t have. Looking for self-worth in the mirror. Layering work on top of work and still wondering why you weren´t satisfied - before working some more.
if you find one true friend in your life, you're richer than most. If that one true friend is your husband, you're blessed." She paused. "And if that one true friend is your sister, don't feel bad. At least, she can't divorce you.
Your voice will come. We all go through the same thing. You cannot talk when you first arrive." He smiled. "It helps you listen.
But our eyes are different, what you see ain't what I see.
One withers, another grows.
-and that is what heaven is for, for understanding your life on Earth.
Sometimes you have to do things when sad things happen.
Lost love is still love.
Take one story, viewed from two different angles. It is the same day, the same moment, but one angle ends happily... and the other ends badly.
Strangers are family you haven't recognize yet
Small towns are like metronomes; with the slightest flick, the beat changes.