My happiest moment is the day they call wrap and I'm free. I'm not looking back.

I'm not a great one for looking back.

Looking back, some of the happiest moments of my childhood were spent with my arm in packets of breakfast cereal, rootling around for a free gift.

If you make the mistake of looking back too much, you aren't focused enough on the road in front of you.

It is not possible to go forward while looking back.

Looking back, I guess I've lived an unusual life.