… forty’s nothing, at fifty you’re in your prime, sixty’s the new forty, and so on.
…inside every old person is a young person wondering what happened.
How old would you be if you didn;t know how old you are?
Would you still read me when I become a blank page.
I spit into the face of Time That has transfigured me.
Once you start recognizing your own obsessions, you know you’re getting old.
Living your life is a task so difficult it has never been attempted before.