The Human Heart Clings - Even To

By The Time We've Hit Fifty, We Have Learned Our Hardest Lessons

Never Shall I Forget Those Naked, Clean-swept Little Canadian Towns, One Just Like The Other. Before I Was Twelve Years Old, I Must Have Lived In Fifty Of Them.

If A Man Is Worth Loving At All, He Is Worth Loving Generously, Even Recklessly.

By The Time We Hit Fifty, We Have Learned Our Hardest Lessons. We Have Found Out That Only A Few Things Are Really Important. We Have Learned To Take Life Seriously, But Never Ourselves.

If There's One Thing I Know, It's Men. I Ought To. It's Been My Life's Work.