“A bee is never as busy as it seems; it's just that it can't buzz any slower.”

“It's not so much how busy you are, but why you are busy. The bee is praised. The mosquito is swatted.”

“The night people, people like her, had melted back into their hiding places. Now the city was ruled by the day people. The sun was only just beginning to light up the world but already there were busy bees everywhere. Buzz, buzz, buzz out of my way, I have a life to live. I am important. I am someone special. People need me. The world needs me. Buzz, buzz, buzz. The people who had somewhere to go and something to do took brisk steps through the station. They walked with their elbows out, making sure no one got in their way. They were all talking into their phones, even at such an early hour. Making plans and exchanging ideas.”

“White bee, even when you are gone you buzz in my soulYou live again in time, slender and silent.”

“The busy bee has no time for sorrow.”

“I avoid looking at the clock, fearing the slow passing of time that will only seem slower if I watch its progress.”