As The Years Go On

As The Years Go On A Sense Of Deep Patience Comes Over One; One Seems To Know The Virtue Of Ripeness, And The Danger Of Rushing Events.

The Rare, Delicate Flavor Of A Life After Retiring In One's Sixties, Whatever One Has "retired" From, The Pleasure I Experienced Beyond My Job At Columbia, Is A Gift Of Life In The Last Decades. But It Is Not Easily Learned. . . . But Sometimes, The Only Way To Live Is To Get Out, Or At Least Seriously To Contemplate Getting Out, Doing The Impossible,flinging The Conventional Tea.

We In Middle Age Require Adventure.

Ardent, Intelligent, Sweet, Sensitive, Cultivated, Erudite. These Are The Adjectives Of Praise In An Androgynous World. Those Who Consider Them Epithets Of Shame Or Folly Ought Not To Be Trusted With Leadership, For They Will Be Men Hot For Power And Revenge, Certain Of Right And Wrong.

The Sign Of A Good Marriage Is That Everything Is Debatable And Challenged; Nothing Is Turned Into Law Or Policy. The Rules, If Any, Are Known Only To The Two Players, Who Seek No Public Trophies.