Everyone knows that by far the happiest and universally enjoyable age of man is the first. What is there about babies which makes us hug and kiss and fondle them so that even an enemy would give them help at that age?
Discrimination due to age is one of the great tragedies of modern life. The desire to work and be useful is what makes life worth living and to be told your efforts are not needed because you are the wrong age is a crime.
What makes old age hard to bear is not the failing of one's faculties mental and physical but the burden of one's memories.
I am as I've said merely competent. But in an age of incompetence that makes me extraordinary.
What makes old age so sad is not that our joys but our hopes cease.
Like everyone else who makes the mistake of getting older I begin each day with coffee and obituaries.