God, I love Woody Allen. His New York is but one of the versions that I fell in love with, and every time I visit the Upper West Side in fall, I just breathe it in and have infinite flashbacks: the sidewalks, the storefronts, the park, and most of all, the aging bohemian crowd that still lives there (amidst all the younger people, but, you know). I love it.

This scene from Hannah and Her Sisters is the sort of moment that really resonates with me. If there’s one thing I do too much of, it’s worrying needlessly, and I’m always trying to stop. Here’s Woody Allen on enjoying life, inspired by the Marx Brothers, after attempting to kill himself:

“Look at all the people up there on the screen, they’re real funny, and what if the worst is true — what if there’s no god, and you only go around once and that’s it? Well, you know, don’t you wanna be part of the experience? You know, what the hell, it’s not all a drag. And I’m thinking to myself, geez, I should stop ruining my life searching for answers I’m never going to get and and just enjoy it while it lasts. And, you know, after, who knows? I mean, maybe there is something — nobody really knows. I know ‘maybe’ is a very slim read to hang your whole life on, but that’s the best we have. And then I started to sit back, and I actually began to enjoy myself.”

Here’s to enjoying ourselves, friends! Live for the day.