One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubte >>
So free we seem, so fettered we are! >>
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should >>
Every man who has lived for fifty years has buried a whole world or ev >>
The old -- like children -- talk to themselves, for they have reached >>
You can only perceive real beauty in a person as they get older. >>
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made.