“… It's just one hour. Just one little hour. What could happen in one hour?”

“Don't you just love those long rainy afternoons in New Orleans when an hour isn't just an hour - but a little piece of eternity dropped into your hands - and who knows what to do with it?”

“These be
Three silent things:
The falling snow…the hour
Before the dawn…the mouth of one
Just dead.”

“We learned not to meet anymore,
We don't raise our eyes to one another,
But we ourselves won't guarantee
What could happen to us in an hour.”

“I, for one, am exhausted. I’ve been threatened, beaten, bitten and killed, and that was just in the last hour. (Jericho)”

“Everything, in the end, comes down to timing. One second, one minute, one hour could make all the difference.”

“Canst thou not wait for Love one flying hour
O heart of little faith?”

“Maybe if I could bear my life as it is for one day, for one hour, for one minute, I could forget my wish to be something else.”

“Haven't you ever wished that you could steal back just a few hours of your past?" she asked softly. "That's all I want… just a little taste of what might have been.”

“Contrary to what you might think, I don't spend every waking hour thinking about boys."
"Just most waking hours?”