A Bad Memory Is The Mother Of

Old Age Takes Away From Us What We Have Inherited And Gives Us What We Have Earned.

As Coleridge Said, "we Receive But What We Give." The Happy Life Is A Life Of Continual Generosity In Which We Go Out To Meet And Acclaim The World.

We Confess Our Bad Qualities To Others Out Of Fear Of Appearing Naive Or Ridiculous By Not Being Aware Of Them.

Middle Age Snuffs Out More Talent Than Even Wars Or Sudden Death.

The Cliche Is Dead Poetry.