--nor Had I Understood Til

Only In America, Rabbi Golden, Do These Peasants, Our Mothers, Get Their Hair Dyed Platinum At The Age Of Sixty, And Walk Up And Down Collins Avenue In Florida In Pedalpushers And Mink Stoles - And With Opinions On Every Subject Under The Sun. It Isn't Their Fault They Were Given A Gift Like Speech - Look, If Cows Could Talk, They Would Say Things Just As Idiotic.

How Can One Say, 'no, This Isn't A Part Of Life,' Since It Always Is? The Contaminant Of Sex, The Redeeming Corruption That De-idealizes The Species And Keeps Us Everlastingly Mindful Of The Matter We Are.

The Only Way To Have A Funeral Is To Invite Everyone Who Ever Knew The Person And Just Wait For The Accident To Happen-somebody Who Comes In Out Of The Blue And Says The Truth. Everything Else Is Table Manners.

Old Age Isn't A Battle; Old Age Is A Massacre.

I Think You're A Wonder. You're Beautiful. You're Mature. You Are, I Admit, Vastly More Experienced Than I Am. That's What Threw Me. I Was Thrown. Forgive Me.