I look back sometimes at the person i was before I rediscovered my old professor. I want to talk to that person. I want to tell him what to look out for, what mistakes to avoid. I want to tell him to be more open, to ignore the lure of advertised values, to pay attention when your loved ones are speaking, as if it were the last time you might hear them.
I Know I can not do this. None of us can undo what we’ve done, or relive a life already recorded. Butread more »
There is no formula to relationships. They have to be negotiated in loving ways, with room for both parties, what they want and what they need, what they can do and what their life is like.”In business, people negotiate to win. They negotiate to get what they want. Maybe you’re too used to that. LOVE is different. Love isread more »
“As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away. All the love you created is still there. All the memories are still there. You live on – in the hearts of everyone you have touched and nurtured while you were here” Morrie said
“The Very Thought of You” is a pop standard published in 1934, with music and lyrics by Ray Noble.
The very thought of you and I forget to do
The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do
I’m living in a kind of daydream
I’m happy as a king
And foolish though it may seem
To me that’s everythingread more »
“There is a big confusion in this country over what we WANT versus what we NEED,” Morrie said.
“You need food, you want a chocolate sundae. You have to be honest with yourself. You don’t need the latest sports car, you don’t need the biggest house.
“The truth is, you don’t get satisfaction from those things. You know what really gives you satisfaction?”read more »
Morrie had always been taken with simple pleasures, singing, laughing, dancing. Now more than ever, material things held little or no significance. When people die, you always hear the expression “You can not take it with you.“ Morrie seemed to know that a long time ago.
“We’ve got a form ofread more »
If aging were so valuable, why do people always say, :Oh, if I were young again.” You never hear people say, “I wish I were sixty-five.” Asking Morrie.
Morrie smiled. :You know what that reflects? Unsatisfied lives. Unfulfilled lives. Lives that haven’t found meaning. Because if you’ve found meaning in your life, you don’t want to go back. You want to go forward. You want to see more, do more. You can’t wait until sixty-five.
“Listen.read more »
Not once did I see anyone who would pass for over thirty-five. I told Morrie I was already feeling over the hill, much as I tried desperately to stay on top of it. I worked out constantly. Watched what I ate. Checked my hairline in the mirror. I had gone from being proud to say my age – because of all I had done so young – to not bringing it up, for fear I was getting too close to forty and, therefore, professional oblivion.
Morrie had aging in better perspective.read more »