One of the delights beyond the grasp of youth is that of Not Going. Not to have an invitation for the dance, the party, the picnic, the excursion is to be diminished. To have an invitation and then not to be able to go -- oh cursed spite! Now I do not care the rottenest fig whether I receive an invitation or not. After years of illusion, I finally decided I was missing nothing by Not Going. I no longer care whether I am missing anything or not.

A loving wife will do anything for her husband except stop criticizing him and trying to improve him.

Like its politicians and its wars, society has the teenagers it deserves.

There was no respect for youth when I was young, and now that I am old, there is no respect for age, I missed it coming and going.

Much of writing might be described as mental pregnancy with successive difficult deliveries.

One of the delights beyond the grasp of youth is that of Not Going. Not to have an invitation for the dance, the party, the picnic, the excursion is to be diminished. To have an invitation and then not to be able to go -- oh cursed spite! Now I do not care the rottenest fig whether I receive an invitation or not. After years of illusion, I finally decided I was missing nothing by Not Going. I no longer care whether I am missing anything or not.

To multiply your joy, count your blessings.