I Think There Is One Smashing Rule:

Get The Knack Of Getting People To Help You And Also Pitch In Yourself.

At Seventy-four I'm Getting Minor Raves On My Looks, But I'm Caught In The Middle. Who Knows What Seventy-four Looks Like? Who Cares? But If I'd Listened To My Friends, I Could Now Lie And Say I'm Eighty-four. For Eighty-four, The Way I Look Is Spectacular.

Try Something New Each Day. After All, We're Given Life To Find It Out. It Doesn't Last Forever.

I Think There Is One Smashing Rule: Never Face The Facts.

Do People Get Moral When They Don't Get Ahead?