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

Death is the end of a lifetime, not the end of a relationship.

Detachment doesn’t mean you don’t let the experience penetrate you. On the contrary, you let it penetrate you fully. That’s how you are able to leave it.

But they wanted you. Time is not something you give back. The very next moment may be answer to your prayer. To deny that is to deny the most important part of the future.

If you're always battling against getting older, you're always going to be unhappy, because it's going to happen anyhow.

All I was afraid of is saying good-bye.

My mother was French Protestant, and my father was Italian Catholic, and their union was an excess of God, guilt and sauce.