Review on Tuesdays with Morrie

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Love Always Wins
A review on Tuesdays with Morrie

It is a small book, it is a big book; it tells a sad story, it tells a joyous story; it discusses death, it discusses life. Tuesdays with Morrie, an easy book to read, but indicates profound meanings.

Morrie, the hero of the book, has a lethal illness, to which medicine could do nothing. Despite this, he chooses not to withdraw from the world, but to live ---- or at least try to live ---- with dignity, with courage, with humor, with composure, and so he does. Face the reality and fight against fate! It sounds like 1990s, so old and strange, while Morrie¡¯s story brings this back to me. What is reality? To Morrie, it is doomed to die within no more than two years. What is fate? To Morrie, it is to die gradually until someday even his lung atrophies. For all that is happening to him, however, his voice is strong and inviting, and his mind is vibrating with a million thoughts. He intends to prove that the word ¡°dying¡± is not synonymous with ¡°useless¡±. There are hundreds and thousands of tribulations in the world, as deafness to Beethoven, like blind to Helen Keller, to polio to Roosevelt. While we face them directly and combat fearlessly, sufferings can be turned into catalyst to success. I am so lucky that I¡¯ve never confronted these trials so far in my life, and I¡¯ve never considered myself as such a tough girl to be able to conquer them. However, Morrie, the dying professor, convinces me that so long as you embrace love, there is nothing impossible! And love seems to be another ¡°out-of-day¡° thing in today¡¯s material life. However, I become more and more involved with love as Morrie¡¯s story goes on. Love for ourselves makes us feel great. As to Morrie, he considers that to watch his body slowly wilt away to nothing is Wonderful, ¡°because of all the time I get to say goodbye.¡± If not for love, how can so pathetic thing become luck? We are human beings, not Saint, neither...
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