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Old Age Is Far More Than White Hair, Wrinkles, The Feeling That It Is Too Late And The Game Finished, That The Stage Belongs To The Rising Generations. The True Evil Is Not The Weakening Of The Body, But The Indifference Of The Soul.

Either The Soul Is Immortal And We Shall Not Die, Or It Perishes With The Flesh And We Shall Not Know That We Are Dead. Live, Then, As If You Were Eternal.

Live As If You Were Eternal.

Almost All Great Writers Have As Their Motif, More Or Less Disguised, The Passage From Childhood To Maturity, The Clash Between The Thrill Of Expectation And The Disillusioning Knowledge Of Truth. 'lost Illusion' Is The Undisclosed Title Of Every Novel.

Modesty And Unselfishness - These Are The Virtues Which Men Praise - And Pass By.