Frank Carson Quotes

I was once being interviewed by Barbara Walters. In between two of the segments she asked me: "But what would you do if the doctor gave you only six months to live?" I said, "Type faster." This was widely quoted, but the "six months" was changed to "six minutes," which bothered me. It's "six months."

My brain is good, but my body is deteriorating. I probably have another two or three years. Or I can pass tomorrow, but it doesn't make a difference to me.

I would like to avoid dying if possible. I do like living! The worst, I think for me, though, would be a really bedridden death.

You only have so much time in the day, and you only have so many working years. Where do you want to invest that life?

I am long on ideas, but short on time. I expect to live to be only about a hundred.

A lifetime is so little a time that we die before we get ready to live. I should like to study at a college, but then I have to say to myself: "You will die before you can do anything else".

This whole thing about, 'Take it easy, you had a heart attack, you might die,' I don't have time to take it easy. I might go at any point now. So, I want to get as much done as I can!

When I first got sick, they told me I had a year to live, and I was writing my memoir really fast. There were really weird things happening with my nervous system and my heart and stuff, and it didn't look like I was gonna make it, so I was writing really fast, and then I couldn't write anymore.

So I am concerned about the amount of time we have to make it, cause it doesn't matter how much money you have, you can't create more time.

What's a man's age? He must hurry more, that's all; Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold.

You can't choreograph death, but you can choreograph your funeral.

Smoking kills. If you're killed, you've lost a very important part of your life.

Sometimes I can't believe I'm going to be 60. I always say there's no point moaning about getting older, when there's nothing you can do about it. But still, I do find it quite funny. I look at that number, 60, and I think, 'Really? Me?'

I don't spend a lot of time contending with the fact that time is not endless.

Obviously, death is ahead of me. I don't look forward to dying one little bit. But, you know, I simply don't worry about it because it's going to happen to me as it does to anybody.

There's no point thinking about dying, because it's going to happen anyway, isn't it? I don't waste my time worrying about that.

I'm late to everything. I've always wanted to have it written in my will that when I die, the coffin shows up a half hour late and says on the side, like in gold, 'Sorry I'm Late'.

You ask particularly after my health. I suppose that I have not many months to live; but, of course, I know nothing about it. I may add that I am enjoying existence as much as ever, and regret nothing.

I can honestly say that if I was told at this moment that I was dying, not my first, not my second, but certainly my third thought would be that I should never see Italy again.

In nineteen minutes, you can mow the front lawn; color your hair; watch a third of a hockey game. In nineteen minutes, you can bake scones or get a tooth filled by a dentist; you can fold laundry for a family of five. In nineteen minutes, you can stop the world; or you can just jump off it.

The Doctor says, "You'll live to be 60!" "I AM 60!" "See, what did I tell you?"

You're going to die sooner.

I'm sort of in this rhythm where we want to make the most of the time we have, but when it's done it will be time for it to be done.

"I'm going over the valley." (Dying from throat cancer, his doctor found him wandering around his room, asked him where was he going?)

Whatever you think matters - doesn't. Follow this rule, and you will add decades to your life.