Failed the bright promise of your early day?
It sounds bad, but they don't care about your age if you're famous.
Middle age is when you realize that you'll never live long enough to try all the recipes you spent thirty years clipping out of newspapers and magazines.
Muscles come and go; flab lasts.
We deserve this payment by all stretches of how one would calculate it.
At bank, post office or supermarket, there is one universal law which you ignore at your own peril: the shortest line moves the slowest.