“Everything is barely weeks. Everything is days. We have minutes to live.”

“Relationships take time. They are days and nights and weeks. They are stretched and worked and kneaded into something you never imagined they could be. But when they are over, the end comes so quickly you barely have time to breathe, to blink. They are minutes and seconds, and one moment you have everything and the next you have nothing. So here’s my question: when you lose the most important person to you in the entire world, where is all the love—love you never even knew you were capable of—supposed to go?”

“I was rich in those days, for a week I had everything. I wish I'd known you then.”

“Their lives, our lives. All life on earth will be richer if we choose to remember everything we have in common.”

“everything we own will one day belong to someone else, but everything we are, is ours forever.”

“Who would have guessed that four minutes could change everything?”