By the time you've reached your sixties, you do know that one day you will die, and knowing that is at least the beginning of wisdom.

Knowing that you are going to die is, I suspect, the beginning of wisdom.

The one thing we know about the future is that it comes only one day at a time.

Its a scene repeated a million times a day in the multiverse. Both would be fighters growled & grimaced at each other and fought to escape the restraint of their friends, only not too hard, because there is nothing worse than actually succeeding in breaking free and finding yourself all alone in the middle of the ring with a madman who is about to hit you between the eyes with a rock.

By the time you know what to do, you're too old to do it.

How do you shoot a 150-day movie? You shoot it one day at a time.