“tapes, like photographs and videos, are [nothing more than] a desperate attempt to steal something from death's suitcase.”

“And I suppose tapes are a desperate attempt to steal something from Death's suitcase.”

“When death takes your mother, it steals that word forever.”

“The story of my recent life.' I like that phrase. It makes more sense than 'the story of my life', because we get so many lives between birth and death. A life to be a child. A life to come of age. A life to wander, to settle, to fall in love, to parent, to test our promise, to realize our mortality- and in some lucky cases, to do something after that realization.”

“There are no random acts...We are all connected...You can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind...”

“That there are no random acts. That we are all connected. That you can no more separate onw life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind.”

“ness-that Morrie was looking at life from some very different place than anyone else I knew. A healthier place. A more sensible place. And he was about to die.But it was also becoming clear to me- through his courage, his humor, his patience, and his openIf some mystical clarity of thought came when you looked death in the eye, then I knew Morrie wanted to share it. ”