Mitch Albom Quotes

A great reader seldom recognizes his solitude.

I'm a very interior person. I love silence. I revel in it. I'm happy that way.

Maybe silence is something we're uncomfortable with as a culture, I don't know.

I'm very introspective, and I mostly don't talk to people. I get into a real quiet, meditative place.

Silence and solitude are more distracting to me than chatter and commotion.

I am rather inclined to silence.

Most of the time, people are afraid of silence, and I'm not.

I am working out the vocabulary of my silence.

There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone. There is an off-focus light cast by the moon, and the streetlights are part of the spotlight apparatus on a bare stage set up for you to walk through. You get a feeling of being listened to, so you talk aloud, softly, to see how it sounds.

Most people can’t stomach silence; it provides too much opportunity to think about things they prefer to avoid.

The sole cause of all human misery is the inability of people to sit quietly in their rooms.

It isn't necessary that you leave home. Sit at your desk and listen. Don't even listen, just wait. Don't wait, be still and alone. The whole world will offer itself to you.

There are moments when it's too quiet. Particularly late at night or early in the mornings. That's when you know there's something lacking in your life. You just know.

The first thing he noticed was how quiet it was. This was nothing like the kind of quiet he heard when he woke up in the middle of the night after a bad dream. When that happened, there were always strange, unidentifiable sounds seeping into his room from the tiny gaps where the windowpanes weren't sealed together correctly. At those moments he could always tell there was life outside, even if all that life was fast asleep. It was a silence that wasn't silence at all.

Silence is so accurate.

I love silence.

I need, absolutely, to be alone.

But I do like to have peace and quiet for a good hour.

In fact at home I sometimes like to be quiet and hear the sounds of the world outside.

It is well to be alone. It fertilizes the creative impulse.

One advantage of talking to yourself is that you know at least somebody's listening.

Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.

It was still quiet in the house, and not a sound was heard from outside, either. Were it not for this silence, my reverie would probably have been disrupted by reminders of daily duties, of getting up and going to school.

When I was in lower school, I graduated from fourth grade, and the principal gave us a summer assignment to take a 30-minute reflection period every day. And, of course, there were no cell phones at the time. She said to just think. And that's lost. It doesn't exist anymore. Just imagine being on a couch and just thinking.

It was enough just to sit there without words.