“SMS made everything negotiable: hour by hour, minute by minute. There was no such thing as a firm plan or a final schedule.”
“When ours are interrupted, his are not. His plans are proceeding exactly as scheduled, moving us always (including those minutes or hours or years which seem most useless or wasted or unendurable).”
“Moments into minutes. Minutes into hours. Hours into days. Days into years. Years into possibility. This will linger.”
“Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. That's relativity.”
“Albert Einstein once said, “Sit with a beautiful woman for an hour and it seems like a minute, sit on a hot stove for a minute and it seems like an hour—that’s relativity.”
“Arthur sighed and barely managed to whisper, “Key... hold the Hour Hand for... a minute... a minute...”