“Nobody ever goes before their time.”

“If some mystical clarity of thought came when you looked death in the eye, then I knew Morrie wanted to share it. And I wanted to remember it for as long as I could.”

“Holding him like that moved me in a way I cannot describe, except to say I felt the seeds of death inside his shrivelling frame, and as I laid him in his chair, adjusting his head on the pillows, I had the coldest realisation that our time was running out.”

“But I can sit here with my dwindling days and look at what I think is important in life. I have both the time – and the reason – to do that.”

“It’s only horrible if you see it that way,” Morrie said. “It’s horrible to watch my body slowly wilt away to nothing. But it’s also wonderful because of all the time I get to say good-bye.” He smiled. “Not everyone is so lucky.”

“It is early, early morning. It’s that time when it’s still dark but you know the day is coming. Blue is bleeding through black. Stars are dying.”

“We don’t rest when we die, we move on to where we are needed most.We travel the far reaches of the universe, and beyond to help those in need.That is what life & death is about.Not sitting by, and watching others as they suffer.”

“Will you live your very last day,The same way as you livedYour first?Will you cry, smile, laugh, and play -The same way as you did followingBirth?Will you still look at the worldFull of wonder, love, curiosity, and excitement?Or will you be dark, bitter and cold,Without a single dropOf enlightenment?Do you live your current days -Feeling confused,Depressed,And AFRAID?Or do you share your lightIn the companyAnd service of others,To synergizeLike we wereMade?Will you live TODAYWith an unquenchable thirst forLife?Or,Will you wait until your very last day -Wishing you had justONE MORE DAY,To go out and spendYour timeRIGHT?”

“Wake up. If your eyes are sleeping then wipe them gently. You need to be awake for this. It is a matter of life and death. Wake up! If your mind is sleeping then shake it quickly. You need to be awake for this. It is a matter of life and death. Wake up, I said! If your heart is sleeping then beat your chest! You need to be awake for life! You need to be awake for love! It is a matter of living and being alive.”

“Dying is like the ocean, sometimes the tide comes in gently with soft, delicate waves quietly working in the background. Other days, the waves violently crash into explosions, demanding to be noticed but regardless of how it chooses to do its job, the tide will always come in.”