It is sad to grow old but nice to ripen. >>
I leave before being left. I decide. >>
I am leaving the town to the invaders: increasingly numerous, mediocre >>
Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. >>
Where id was, there shall ego be. >>
If boyhood and youth are but vanity, must it not be our ambition to be >>
It is sad to grow old but nice to ripen.