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The Art Of Growing Old Is The Art Of Being Regarded By The Oncoming Generations As A Support And Not As A Stumbling-block...

We Appreciate Frankness From Those Who Like Us. Frankness From Others Is Called Insolence.

The Longer The Road To Love, The Keener Is The Pleasure...

Style Is The Outcome Of Constraint.

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.