Lost Love Is Still Love.

What Do People Fear Most About Death? I Asked The Reb. "fear?" He Thought For A Moment. 'well, For One Thing, What Happens Next? Where Do We Go? Is It What We Imagined?" That's Big. "yes. But There's Something Else." What Else? He Leaned Forward. "being Forgotten," He Whispered.

I Worked Because I Could Control It.

You Say You Should Have Died Instead Of Me. But During My Time On Earth, People Died Instead Of Me, Too. It Happens Every Day. When Lightning Strikes A Minute After You Are Gone, Or An Airplane Crashes That You Might Have Been On. When Your Colleague Falls Ill And You Do Not. We Think Such Things Are Random. But There Is A Balance To It All. One Withers, Another Grows. Birth And Death Are Part Of A Whole.

Taffy. He Thinks About Taffy. He Thinks It Would Take His Teeth Out Now, But He Would Eat It Anyhow, If It Meant Eating It With Her.

There's 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?...offering Others What You Have To Give...i Don't Mean Money, Mitch. I Mean Your Time. Your Concern. Your Storytelling. It's Not So Hard.