И тъй като стана доста обемна, реших да и направя плик или по-скоро кутийка, в която да се побере:
"From the moment we enter this life we are in the flow of it. We measure it and we mock it, but we cannot defy it. We cannot even speed it up or slow it down. Or can we? Have we not each experienced the sensation that a beautiful moment seemed to pass toо quickly, and wished that we could make it linger? Or felt time slow on a dull day, and wished that we could speed things up a bit?"
"It's a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up."