And now, the end is near, and so I face the final curtain. My friend, I’ll say it clear. I’ll state my case of which I’m certain. I’ve lived a life that’s full. I’ve traveled each and every highway. But more, much more than this, I did it my way.
I wandered over the land, and good people did not neglect me. After many years, I became old and white; I heard a great deal, many lies and falsehoods, but the longer I lived the more I understood that there were really no lies. Whatever doesn’t really happen is dreamed at night… No doubt the […]
But at my back I always hear Time’s wing d chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie deserts of vast eternity.
The man who sees two or three generations is like someone who sits in a conjurer’s booth at a fair and sees the tricks two or three times. They are meant to be seen only once.
I do not think that I will ever reach a stage when I will say, “This is what I believe. Finished.” What I believe is alive… and open to growth.
For me life is a challenge. And it will be a challenge if I live to be 100 or if I get to be a trillionaire.
I once had a beautiful kitten, With beautiful ears and pink nose, But alas from a kit to a tomcat With terrible swiftness it grows, I ponder now hour upon hour, As my beautiful kitten grows fat, He was awfully cute as a kitten, But I hadn’t arranged for a cat.
The trouble with a kitten is that when it grows up, it’s always a cat.
We grow too soon old and too late smart.
Wisdom doesn’t necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself. (“Ziggy”)