I Love You Every Day, Mom

There Is A Big Confusion In This Country Over What We Want Verses What We Need...you Need Food. You Want A Chocolate Sundae.

There Is No Fair In Life And Death. If It Were, No Good Men Would Die Young.

He Never Spoke Of That Night Again, Not To Your Mother, Not To Anyone Else. He Was Ashamed For Her, For Mickey, For Himself. In The Hospital, He Stopped Speaking Altogether. Silence Was His Escape, But Silence Is Rarely A Refuge. His Thoughts Still Haunted Him.' ~pg 139

I Don't Mean You Disregard Every Rule Of Your Community. I Don't Go Around Naked, For Example. I Don't Run Through Red Lights. The Little Things, I Can Obey. But The Big Things- How We Think, What We Value- Those You Must Choose Yourself. You Can't Let Anyone-or Any Society- Determine Those For You. ' -morrie Schwartz

The Problem, Mitch, Is That We Don't Believe We Are As Much Alike As We Are. Whites And Blacks, Catholics And Protestants, Men And Women. If We Saw Each Other As More Alike, We Might Be Very Eager To Join In One Big Human Family In This World, And To Care About That Family The Way We Care About Our Own. But Believe Me, When You Are Dying, You See It Is True. We All Have The Same Beginning - Birth - And We All Have The Same End - Death. So How Different Can We Be? Invest In The Human Family. Invest In People. Build A Little Community Of Those You Love And Who Love You. Morrie Schwartz