Some people, were born to sit by a river. Some get struck by lightning. Some have an ear for music. Some are artists. Some swim. Some know buttons. Some know Shakespeare. Some are mothers. And some people, dance.

If only one thing had happened differently – but life, being what it is – a series of intersecting lives and incidents, out of anyone’s control.

It’s funny how sometimes the people we remember the least make the greatest impression on us.

The wish fulfillment of growing younger is not necessarily all it’s cracked up to be. You have new problems that arise which you are not anticipating and you deal with the same problems you would deal with if you were ageing normally: what is the end of life about? What have I accomplished?

I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.

Ultimately it doesn’t matter whether you go forwards or backwards: you need to live your life as well as you can.

You never know what’s coming for you.

It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed, is you.

You never know what's coming for you.

I think part of being a good screenwriter is being as concise as possible.