Always keep your smile. That's how I explain my long life.
I never wear mascara; I laugh until I cry too often.
I'm interested in everthing but passionate about nothing.
Death doesn't frighten me; now I can think peacefully of ending a long life.
My sight is bad, my hearing is bad, I feel bad, but I don't suffer, I don't complain.
I see badly, I hear badly, and I feel bad, but everything's fine.