Mitch Albom Quotes

Everything we love goes. So to be able to grieve that loss, to let go, to have that grief be absolutely full, is the only way to have our heart be full and open.

Heart, we will forget him! You and I, to-night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light. When you have done, pray tell me, That I my thoughts may dim; Haste! lest while you’re lagging, I may remember him!

Better to have loved and lost than to live with regret.

Holding onto something that's gone only makes a sickness inside.

I knew it in my bones. That this time was it. I had finally made my choice, and so had he. He let me go. I was relieved, which I expected. What I didn't expect was to feel so much grief.

Since grief only aggravates your loss, grieve not for what is past.

I closed the box and put it in a closet. There is no real way to deal with everything we lose.

In the end you can't always choose what to keep. You can only choose how you let it go.

The first pressure of sorrow crushes out from our hearts the best wine; afterwards the constant weight of it brings forth bitterness, the taste and stain from the lees of the vat.

The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I know you loved her, but it's okay to let it go now. You know that, don't you? You've got to be able to let it go.

It isn't up to me to break his heart; that's time's job.

Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.

And it was different because I'd already lost her so many times, so many ways, in my head. And different because she was never really mine to lose. And different because this wasn't my fault.

Heart weeps. Head tries to help heart. Head tells heart how it is, again: You will lose the ones you love. They will all go. But even the earth will go, someday. Heart feels better, then. But the words of head do not remain long in the ears of heart. Heart is so new to this. I want them back, says heart. Head is all heart has. Help, head. Help heart.

It's time to live with what we have and mourn what we lost.

You'll find it-when you try to die- The Easier to let go- For recollecting such as went- You could not spare-you know.

I am sorry," I whispered. "I am sorry for all of the ways that I failed you. I am sorry that I was not there to save you, or to die alongside you. I am sorry that I have kept you with me for so long, trapped in my heart, bound in sorrow and remorse. I forgive you too. I forgive you for leaving me, and I forgive you for returning. I forgive you your anger, and your grief. Let this be an end to it.

No one teaches you how to do this. How do you let go of someone who you love so much?

When remedies are past, the griefs are ended By seeing the worst, which late on hopes depended. To mourn a mischief that is past and gone Is the next way to draw new mischief on. What cannot be preserved when fortune takes, Patience her injury a mockery makes. The robb'd that smiles steals something for the thief; He robs himself that spends a bootless grief.

And no. I must not go on thinking. For the pain will never go away. You just go on and live. In the dust of desertion. Still falling where last I loved.

and now, all these years later, it seem to him that the most horrible fact of human existence was that broken hearts mended

Shouldn't letting go be painless if you've never learned how to hold on?

For to wish to forget how much you loved someone-- and then, to actually forget-- can feel, at times, like the slaughter of a beautiful bird who chose, by nothing short of grace, to make a habitat of your heart.