“You were young, I thought, not once but always before, always always, every day before the day just passed. You were young only minutes ago.”

“Nonsense. Young boys should never be sent to bed. They always wake up a day older, and then before you know it, they're grown.”

“You can only be young once. But you can always be immature.”

“You can only be young once. But you can always be immature.”

“We were young. Everyone was young in those days. That’s the main complaint you hear from people who are getting old. You stop seeing young people. You begin to wonder if there are any left and whether there were only young people when you were young.”

“Every relationship has at least one really good day. What I mean is, no matter how sour things go, there's always that day. That day is always in your possession. That's the day you remember. You get old and you think: well, at least I had that day. It happened once. You think all the variables might just line up again. But they don't. Not always. I once talked to a woman who said, "Yeah, that's the day we had an angel around.”