Prompt Me

I've begun Tuesdays with Morrie for the first time, and, halfway through the book, I already decided to read it again. I don't know what I can say that hasn't been said before, but I think I look up to Morrie's simplistic aphorisms, and I really really want to take them to heart - I loathe the way information seems to glide over me, leaving me with eyes glazed, attention diverted.

I want to take what he can teach me, too.

This stubborn old man, who passionately loves life, who contains an unyielding compassion for others, was dying.
And still he taught.
The account of Morrie Schwartz, written by his student (in so many more ways than one), Mitch Albom.

"One afternoon, I am complaining about the confusions of my age, what is expected of me versus what I want for myself.
'Have I told you about the tension of opposites?' he says.
The tension of opposites?
' Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted.
' A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. And most of us live somewhere in the middle.'
Sounds like a wrestling match, I say.
'A wrestling match.' He laughs. 'Yes, you could describe life that way.'
So which side wins, I ask?
'Which side wins?'
He smiles at me, the crinkled eyes, the crooked teeth.
'Love wins. Love always wins.'