Tuesdays with Morrie came so highly recommended from individuals that I love and respect. Unfortunately, it didn't deliver. When I want a book that will make me reconsider my life, I want a book like Diary of a Pagan Nun. Literally no relation between these books, but, unlike TwM, the writing is haunting, the wisdom is less cookie cutter, and my perspectives were changed. Self-help books in novel form require a careful tread along the line between deep and contrived. In Tuesdays With Morrie, the writing is simple and the platitudes many, the messages are so blatant that they feel like choking down cough syrup, and the sappy, "let's re-evaluate our life perspective" taste that's left over make this book like a Snickers bar. A lot of people enjoy it, but I can't get past that burning sweetness in the back of my throat.