When You Are Forty, Half

Inspiration? - A Hoax Fabricated By Poets For Their Self-importance.

Our Entire Life, With Our Fine Moral Code And Our Precious Freedom, Consists Ultimately In Accepting Ourselves As We Are.

Propaganda Is A Soft Weapon; Hold It In Your Hands Too Long, And It Will Move About Like A Snake, And Strike The Other Way.

When You Are Forty, Half Of You Belongs To The Past... And When You Are Seventy, Nearly All Of You.

To Say Yes, You Have To Sweat And Roll Up Your Sleeves And Plunge Both Hands Into Life Up To The Elbows. It Is Easy To Say No, Even If Saying No Means Death.