And I'm Not As Young As I

The Truth Doesn't Always Make A Good Story, Does It?

The Danger Would Be Going Back, Or Staying Still. The Only Way Out Was Through. The Past Was Ruins, But The Present Was Still In Play.

And I'm Not As Young As I Once Was. At My Age, I Don't Have Time To Be Bored.

Genuinely Social People Never Ceased To Amaze Him. Their Brains Seemed To Generate An Inexhaustible Fund Of Things To Say, Naturally, With No Effort, Out Of Nothing At All.

I Mean, When You're Tired Of Book Reviews, You're Tired Of Life.