Tuesdays with Morrie: An Old Man, a Young Man, and Life’s Greatest Lesson, 20th Anniversary Edition PDF AZW3 EPUB MOBI TXT Download

#1 NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • A special 20th anniversary edition of the beloved book that changed millions of lives—with a new afterword by the author   “A wonderful book, a story of the heart told by a writer with soul.”—Los Angeles TimesMaybe it was a grandparent, or a teacher, or a colleague. Someone older, patient and wise, who understood you when you were young and searching, helped you see the world as a more profound place, gave you sound advice to help you make your way through it.For Mitch Albom, that person was Morrie Schwartz, his college professor from nearly twenty years ago.Maybe, like Mitch, you lost track of this mentor as you made your way, and the insights faded, and the world seemed colder. Wouldn’t you like to see that person again, ask the bigger questions that still haunt you, receive wisdom for your busy life today the way you once did when you were younger?Mitch Albom had that second chance. He rediscovered Morrie in the last months of the older man’s life. Knowing he was dying, Morrie visited with Mitch in his study every Tuesday, just as they used to back in college. Their rekindled relationship turned into one final “class”: lessons in how to live.Tuesdays with Morrie is a magical chronicle of their time together, through which Mitch shares Morrie’s lasting gift with the world.

Mitch Albom
October 8, 2002
192 pages

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“Mitch Albom’s book is a gift to mankind.”—Philadelphia Inquirer“A wonderful book, a story of the heart told by a writer with soul.”—Los Angeles Times“An extraordinary contribution to the literature of death.”—Boston Globe“One of those books that kind of sneaked up and grabbed people’s hearts over time.”—Milwaukee Journal Sentinel“An elegantly simple story about a writer getting a second chance to discover life through the death of a friend.”—Tampa Tribune“As sweet and nourishing as fresh summer corn . . . the book begs to be read aloud.”—USA Today About the Author Mitch Albom is the author of numerous books of fiction and nonfiction, which have collectively sold more than forty million copies in forty-seven languages worldwide. He has written seven number-one New York Times bestsellers, award-winning TV films, stage plays, screenplays, a nationally syndicated newspaper column, and a musical. He founded and oversees SAY Detroit, a consortium of nine different charitable operations in his hometown, including a nonprofit dessert shop and food product line to fund programs for Detroit’s neediest citizens. He also operates an orphanage in Port-au-Prince, Haiti. He lives with his wife, Janine, in Michigan. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. The CurriculumThe last class of my old professor’s life took place once a week in his house, by a window in the study where he could watch a small hibiscus plant shed its pink leaves. The class met on Tuesdays. It began after breakfast. The subject was The Meaning of Life. It was taught from experience.  No grades were given, but there were oral exams each week. You were expected to respond to questions, and you were expected to pose questions of your own. You were also required to perform physical tasks now and then, such as lifting the professor’s head to a comfortable spot on the pillow or placing his glasses on the bridge of his nose. Kissing him good-bye earned you extra credit.  No books were required, yet many topics were covered, including love, work, community, family, aging, forgiveness, and, finally, death. The last lecture was brief, only a few words.  A funeral was held in lieu of graduation.  Although no final exam was given, you were expected to produce one long paper on what was learned. That paper is presented here.  The last class of my old professor’s life had only one student. I was the student.It is the late spring of 1979, a hot, sticky Saturday afternoon. Hundreds of us sit together, side by side, in rows of wooden folding chairs on the main campus lawn. We wear blue nylon robes. We listen impatiently to long speeches. When the ceremony is over, we throw our caps in the air, and we are officially graduated from college, the senior class of Brandeis University in the city of Waltham, Massachusetts. For many of us, the curtain has just come down on childhood.  Afterward, I find Morrie Schwartz, my favorite professor, and introduce him to my parents. He is a small man who takes small steps, as if a strong wind could, at any time, whisk him up into the clouds. In his graduation day robe, he looks like a cross between a biblical prophet and a Christmas elf. He has sparkling blue-green eyes, thinning silver hair that spills onto his forehead, big ears, a triangular nose, and tufts of graying eyebrows. Although his teeth are crooked and his lower ones are slanted back—as if someone had once punched them in—when he smiles it’s as if you’d just told him the first joke on earth.  He tells my parents how I took every class he taught.  He tells them, “You have a special boy here.” Embarrassed, I look at my feet. Before we leave, I hand my professor a present, a tan briefcase with his initials on the front. I bought this the day before at a shopping mall. I didn’t want to forget him. Maybe I didn’t want him to forget me.  “Mitch, you are one of the good ones,” he says, admiring the briefcase. Then he hugs me. I feel his thin arms around my back. I am taller than he is, and when he holds me, I feel awkward, older, as if I were the parent and he were the child.  He asks if I will stay in touch, and without hesitation I say, “Of course.”   When he steps back, I see that he is crying.The SyllabusHis death sentence came in the summer of 1994. Looking back, Morrie knew something bad was coming long before that. He knew it the day he gave up dancing.  He had always been a dancer, my old professor. The music didn’t matter. Rock and roll, big band, the blues. He loved them all. He would close his eyes and with a blissful smile begin to move to his own sense of rhythm. It wasn’t always pretty. But then, he didn’t worry about a partner. Morrie danced by himself.  He used to go to this church in Harvard Square every Wednesday night for something called “Dance Free.” They had flashing lights and booming speakers and Morrie would wander in among the mostly student crowd, wearing a white T-shirt and black sweatpants and a towel around his neck, and whatever music was playing, that’s the music to which he danced. He’d do the lindy to Jimi Hendrix. He twisted and twirled, he waved his arms like a conductor on amphetamines, until sweat was dripping down the middle of his back. No one there knew he was a prominent doctor of sociology, with years of experience as a college professor and several well-respected books. They just thought he was some old nut.  Once, he brought a tango tape and got them to play it over the speakers. Then he commandeered the floor, shooting back and forth like some hot Latin lover. When he finished, everyone applauded. He could have stayed in that moment forever.  But then the dancing stopped.  He developed asthma in his sixties. His breathing became labored. One day he was walking along the Charles River, and a cold burst of wind left him choking for air. He was rushed to the hospital and injected with Adrenalin.  A few years later, he began to have trouble walking. At a birthday party for a friend, he stumbled inexplicably. Another night, he fell down the steps of a theater, startling a small crowd of people.  “Give him air!” someone yelled.  He was in his seventies by this point, so they whispered “old age” and helped him to his feet. But Morrie, who was always more in touch with his insides than the rest of us, knew something else was wrong. This was more than old age. He was weary all the time. He had trouble sleeping. He dreamt he was dying.  He began to see doctors. Lots of them. They tested his blood. They tested his urine. They put a scope up his rear end and looked inside his intestines. Finally, when nothing could be found, one doctor ordered a muscle biopsy, taking a small piece out of Morrie’s calf. The lab report came back suggesting a neurological problem, and Morrie was brought in for yet another series of tests. In one of those tests, he sat in a special seat as they zapped him with electrical current—an electric chair, of sorts—and studied his neurological responses.  “We need to check this further,” the doctors said, looking over his results.  “Why?” Morrie asked. “What is it?”  “We’re not sure. Your times are slow.”  His times were slow? What did that mean?  Finally, on a hot, humid day in August 1994, Morrie and his wife, Charlotte, went to the neurologist’s office, and he asked them to sit before he broke the news: Morrie had amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS), Lou Gehrig’s disease, a brutal, unforgiving illness of the neurological system.  There was no known cure.  “How did I get it?” Morrie asked.  Nobody knew.  “Is it terminal?”  Yes.  “So I’m going to die?”  “Yes, you are,” the doctor said. “I’m very sorry.”He sat with Morrie and Charlotte for nearly two hours, patiently answering their questions. When they left, the doctor gave them some information on ALS, little pamphlets, as if they were opening a bank account. Outside, the sun was shining and people were going about their business. A woman ran to put money in the parking meter. Another carried groceries. Charlotte had a million thoughts running through her mind: How much time do we have left? How will we manage? How will we pay the bills?  My old professor, meanwhile, was stunned by the normalcy of the day around him. Shouldn’t the world stop? Don’t they know what has happened to me?  But the world did not stop, it took no notice at all, and as Morrie pulled weakly on the car door, he felt as if he were dropping into a hole.  Now what? he thought.As my old professor searched for answers, the disease took him over, day by day, week by week. He backed the car out of the garage one morning and could barely push the brakes. That was the end of his driving.  He kept tripping, so he purchased a cane. That was the end of his walking free.  He went for his regular swim at the YMCA, but found he could no longer undress himself. So he hired his first home care worker—a theology student named Tony—who helped him in and out of the pool, and in and out of his bathing suit. In the locker room, the other swimmers pretended not to stare. They stared anyhow. That was the end of his privacy.  In the fall of 1994, Morrie came to the hilly Brandeis campus to teach his final college course. He could have skipped this, of course. The university would have understood. Why suffer in front of so many people? Stay at home. Get your affairs in order. But the idea of quitting did not occur to Morrie.  Instead, he hobbled into the classroom, his home for more than thirty years. Because of the cane, he took a while to reach the chair. Finally, he sat down, dropped his glasses off his nose, and looked out at the young faces who stared back in silence.  “My friends, I assume you are all here for the Social Psychology class. I have been teaching this course for twenty years, and this is the first time I can say there is a risk in taking it, because I have a fatal illness. I may not live to finish the semester.  “If you feel this is a problem, I understand if you wish to drop the course.”  He smiled.  And that was the end of his secret. Read more <div id="

  • Tuesdays with Morrie In “Tuesdays With Morrie,” Morrie was a teacher that had an endless amount of love for his job. He made connections with many of his students, and saw many of them as his friends. He and his student, Mitch, had become extremely close with one another. Years passed by and Mitch graduated, unfortunately losing touch with his beloved teacher. While he is living his own live, Morrie has entered a life long struggle. He has been “diagnosed with ALS, and not given very long to live” (Albom, 46). The moment Mitch gets word of this, he knows that he needs to meet with him and catch up before it’s too late. The two decide to meet every Tuesday. During these gatherings, Morrie teaches Mitch lessons that he could not possibly receive from anyone else. He tells him of his entire life, along with his mistakes, and his new found discoveries. His words change Mitch and all of his previous beliefs. This teacher has given his student the greatest gift of all, the gift of wisdom. I loved this book even more than I thought I would. The lessons are so raw and completely valuable to anyone who reads. Your perspective on life will be altered after reading this inspirational story. The love between these two people is so beautiful and deep-rooted. They were not even family, yet they were closer than many fathers and sons will ever be. They shared an unbreakable bond that strengthened throughout the journey of Morrie’s illness. I highly recommend this read to everyone who wants to learn a few lessons regarding life as a whole. You will not be disappointed. I hope you all take the time to read this beautiful piece of literature, it is something that everyone should read at least once in their lives. LK
  • I’m so grateful to have had this book as an option assignment listed to consider on my class syllabus. It was more like a gift!! Having ADHD, I usually have 10 books going simultaneously, with difficulty to complete any one of them in a timely manor, unless the deadline is approaching quickly before me… I couldn’t put this book down! Heartfelt and Thought-Provoking… I will be sure to thank my Professor, and will be gifting it to many. As much as I read reviews, I’m embarrassed to say, it’s the first time, I write one… perhaps, it’s a little part of the books message working within me. So Worth the Reading …
  • I read this book when it was first released several years ago and have long considered it a “how to” book when it comes to dealing with real things in real life. I bought three copies; one for myself since my original copy was absconded during a divorce (don’t feel sorry for me, the divorce ended up being a good thing), and one for each of two people who I know and love who are going through some “stuff” right now. I wanted to help them see the big lessons in little things, and that in the end, as Morrie said “Love wins. Love always wins.”I cannot recommend this book more highly. For anyone, anywhere, traveling this road of life.
  • This is the book everyone recommends when someone in your family is diagnosed with ALS. It’s the story of one person’s choice to document their slow crawl to death from ALS and how he chose to love and live and teach those around him to the very end. It goes straight to your heart and reminds you of the deeper and meaningful side of life in the face of such a terrible disease. For those of us who are facing this disease in your own family, my heart goes out to you. I couldn’t read it all in one or two sittings like some of my family did but this book reminded me to not let ALS destroy me too. It motivated me to get back on track to living a life devoted to the things that give meaning to myself, devoted to those I love and devoted to the community around me.
  • Tuesdays with Morrie, written by Mitch Albom, is a wonderful book about the meaning of life and life’s most important lessons. When Mitch goes back to see his old professor, who has a limited time left due to a disease that has taken over his life, they recall life lessons from Morrie. Filled with advice for all ages, Tuesdays with Morrie is a short book that everyone should find the time to read. Whether you’re looking for a quick read or a meaningful book, Tuesdays with Morrie is guaranteed to leave you satisfied with a new outlook on life. After hearing news of Morrie’s impending death, Mitch takes a break from being a workaholic and goes back to visit his professor. Mitch becomes a developed character after listening and comprehending Morrie’s “last class”. Morrie tells various stories and outlooks on life which leave the reader looking for more advice and insight; for example, one of my favorite quotes from the book reads “Death ends a life, not a relationship”. This is truly a book which discusses the meaning of life, the priorities of life, and the perspectives of life. While this book can be a bit sad, as it discusses death and such, I still recommend this to those mature enough. However, do not be surprised if you become attached to the character Morrie and find yourself upset as you read about what he goes through on a daily basis with his disease. Besides that, Tuesdays with Morrie is a book that all people should read and enjoy. Find time to sit down, to enjoy, and to reflect on Morrie’s pure advice on life.
  • The book was in great condition! It is also a great read. However, the reason it’s only getting 3 stars is because the book is missing the last 18 pages. The book is supposed to be 192 pages long, and the book I received stops at page 174 in the middle of a sentence. This is really upsetting for me because I purchased the book for a 4-week college course I am taking over the summer.
  • “Everyone knows they re going to die,’ he said again, ‘but nobody believes it. If we did, we would do things differently. The truth is, once you learn how to die, you learn how to live.””Tuesdays with Morrie” is one of the most beautiful book I’ve read in a long, long time. This book truly inspired me.The author, Mitch Albom, narrates his series of weekly meetings with his Professor from his graduate days. Professor Morrie and Mitch have beautiful conversations on aging, death, money, emotions, family etc which impart life changing lessons. With each issue discussed, you feel a sort of connection with Mitch’s situation and thus Morrie’s lessons don’t end up becoming teachings to Mitch alone.This book is much more than just a dying man’s last words. It will put you on an emotional rollercoaster. And in this era of materialistic possessions, this book will bring you a little closer to life. It is simple, engaging and beautiful. In just 200 pages it says so much more than those 1000 page epics.It will always be one of my favorite books.
  • I’m just done reading this book, and this is one of those books where I find myself agreeing with the positive reviews and the negative reviews with almost equal enthusiasm. On one hand, you have a relationship between a student and his dying professor, who has seen life and its meaning, and who is ready shower the student with a lot of wisdom (so he can make millions off selling the book, maybe). You know, it is such an irony, where Morrie talks about money and how it shouldn’t be a priority in life when there are other more important things in life. And then there’s Mitch, picking the conversations, making a book, and making a fortune out of it. I find it really funny. It’s like creating a capitalistic empire by selling the ideas of Karl Marx in a book!Anyway, the way everything is described in the book seems like such an ideal world, where everything can be pasted on a greeting card and sold off. Everything is extremely dramatic and prolonged, and filled with clichés like ‘Love conquers everything’ (Oh really, I never heard that one before!)Definitely, this book is ‘nice’. You know, that feeling of goodness, happiness mixed with a bit of sorrow, where you read things and the world seems like a better place because the words touch as they describe an ideal way of living, an ideal life, and defines the true meaning of life. Well, you get that feeling reading this book, right from the first page.‘Tuesdays with Morrie’ definitely encourages the reader to stop and think about what is important in life. However, I think it falls short in giving any new insights over the subject. It does tell you how to figure out life’s meaning or priorities for your own self, it will not help you in achieving that balance in life where you live like there’s no tomorrow, while simultaneously being aware of your future responsibilities.Morrie was a great guy, a nice guy. He has great things to say throughout the book. Almost half the book can be simply picked up and passed on as a profound quote against a beautiful background and would make up for a great greeting card. The book is not really a story, but more like a conversation between a student and his dying teacher. Many parts, where Morrie talks about the real meaning of life, about giving, about love, about sharing the happiness, it really touches your heart and you would definitely feel the emotion. However, the message from the first page is pretty simple and nothing new – “Surround yourself with loved ones and know what is important, and don’t get caught with money and business. We have heard that a million times!”. Well, everybody knows that, nothing new.Some sections in the book, I did not like at all. For instance, Morrie’s views on marriage or having children. Well, these are things very subjective to each individual.Some of my favorite quotes from the book:- “Well, for one thing, the culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. We’re teaching the wrong things. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn’t work, don’t buy it. Create your own. Most people can’t do it.”- “Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.”- “Don’t cling to things because everything is impermanent.”- “So many people walk around with a meaningless life. They seem half-asleep, even when they’re busy doing things they think are important. This is because they’re chasing the wrong things. The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.”- “Life is a series of pulls back and forth… A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. Most of us live somewhere in the middle. A wrestling match…Which side wins? Love wins. Love always wins”- “This is part of what a family is about, not just love. It’s knowing that your family will be there watching out for you. Nothing else will give you that. Not money. Not fame. Not work.”- “If you’re trying to show off for people at the top, forget it. They will look down on you anyhow. And if you’re trying to show off for people at the bottom, forget it. They will only envy you. The status will get you nowhere. Only an open heart will allow you to float equally between everyone.”- “There is a big confusion in this country over what we want versus what we need…you need food. You want a chocolate sundae.”To conclude, It’s a light read and a short book, you can pick it up and finish over a weekend. Some people will just love it, while more mature readers might think it otherwise. Cheers!
  • This book has moved me immensely and its teachings will stay with me. I remember Mr Hillis, my form teacher for a mere two years, who was a Morrie sort. Even decades after leaving school, he is the teacher that I feel lucky to have had during two very important years As I headed towards my teenage years. As I age, I know that this is the type of book that I should be reading, to give me clarity in life. In this world of greed and lack of humanity, we need more Morries.
  • This book is beautiful. The relationship between Mitch and Morrie is heartwarming, thought provoking and poignant. There discussions on love, death and family resonate, especially having lost my mum, this book validates the uniqueness of a loving relationship. It’s my go to book for comfort, reflection and confirmation of love during and after loss. I cannot recommend this book enough, irs truly special
  • In this heartbreaking delivery of hope and acceptance, a terminally ill Professor with a debilitating disease is reunited with a former student in the final chapters of life.Both learn to value friendship, to relish in the simplest delights in life and to seize the day while there is opportunity.
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