The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.
When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to your youth, think of Algebra.
One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young.
Being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.
One must wait until evening to see how splendid the day has been.
A co-worker came into my office this morning saying "Why am I getting so old"? Duh, because you aren't dead?
My New Garden
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