We Are More Tied To Our Faults

The Noisy Vacancy Of Youth, The Quiet Vacancy Of Age.

The Young Are Just As Opinionated As The Old, But Have More Exciting Things To Do Than Sit Around Airing Their Opinions All Day.

At Sixty, I Would Like To Give My Future Back Its Vistas Of Uncertainty.

Progress May Feel More Like Loss Than Gain.

Trust, But Look For The Exits.