over forty can seldom be permanently convinced of anything. At
eighteen our convictions are hills from which we look; at forty
five they are caves in which we hide.
a young person once, shortly after the polar ice caps retreated,
and I distinctly recall believing that virtually all adults were
can only be young once but you can be immature forever.
back my youth….there is nothing I wouldn’t do - except take
exercise, get up early, or be a useful member of the community.
you lose your membership in it, the younger generation are
young and the old have all the answers. Those in between are
stuck with the questions.