At seventy-four I'm getting minor raves on my looks, but I'm caught in the middle. Who knows what seventy-four looks like? Who cares? But if I'd listened to my friends, I could now lie and say I'm eighty-four. For eighty-four, the way I look is spectacular.
Get the knack of getting people to help you and also pitch in yourself.
When you finally learn how to do it, you're too old for the good parts.
Get up early in the morning before everybody has breathed up all the good air.
If you're thinking of becoming a critic, why not make other plans?
You have to have a talent for having talent.