“In this moment, it is not wise to judge with your eyes.”

“How do people choose their final words? Do they realize their gravity? Are they fated to be wise?”

“When you look into your mother’s eyes, you know that is the purest love you can find on this earth.”

“But they wanted you. Time is not something you give back. The very next moment may be answer to your prayer. To deny that is to deny the most important part of the future.”

“You marked the minutes," the old man said. "But did you use them wisely? To be still? To cherish? To be grateful? To lift and be lifted?”

“The truth is, part of me is every age. I’m a three-year-old, I’m a five-year-old, I’m a thirty-seven-year-old, I’m a fifty-year-old. I’ve been through all of them, and I know what it’s like. I delight in being a child when it’s appropriate to be a child. I delight in being a wise old man when it’s appropriate to be a wise old man. Think of all I can be! I am every age, up to my own.”

“He almost told her everything right then, that very moment. But you grab a moment, or you let it pass. He let it pass.”