I took pleasure when I could. I acted clearly and morally and without regret. I'm very lucky.
I see badly, I hear badly, and I feel bad, but everything's fine.
I have legs of iron, but to tell you the truth, they're starting to rust and buckle a bit.
I've been forgotten by our Good Lord.
There are so many good authors; there's no shortage of them.
I only have one wrinkle and I'm sitting on it.