This is a story about a man named Eddie and it begins at the end, with Eddie dying in the sun.

With Marguerite, he wanted only time—more and more time—and he was granted it, nighttimes and daytimes and nighttimes again.

I was a workaholic. I never stopped. I lived in fifth gear. I bought cars. I invested in stocks. I made more money than I had ever imagined.

You can't get stuck on what should have happened. That doesn't help you.

Kids chase the love that eludes them.

Belief, hard work, love–you have those things, you can do anything.

Accept what you are able to do and what you are not able to do. Accept the past as past, without denying it or discarding it. Learn to forgive yourself and to forgive others. Don't assume that it's too late to get involved.