A book with the genuine power to stir and comfort its readers.

— Mitch Albom

After all these months, lying there, unable to move a leg or a foot – how could he find perfection in such an average day? Then I realized that was the whole point.

— Mitch Albom

After the funeral, my life changed. I felt as if time were suddenly precious, water going down an open drain, and I could not move quickly enough. No more playing music at half-empty nightclubs. No more writing songs in my apartment, songs that no one would hear.

— Mitch Albom

A funeral is no place for secrets.

— Mitch Albom

A human textbook. Study me in my slow and patient demise. Watch what happens to me. Learn with me. Morris would walk that final bridge between life and death, and narrate the trip.

— Mitch Albom

All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.

— Mitch Albom

All who are born are always dying.

— Mitch Albom

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.

— Mitch Albom

And a man without memories is just a shell.

— Mitch Albom

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

— Mitch Albom