My dreams are all follies.
People are scared to death of dying. I am the opposite.
The very idea of carrying my memory into eternity devastated me, and I took refuge in atheism.
We are not old unless we desire to be.
One of my grandsons used to insist, when he was only 3 or 4, that he had been born and had lived in India
. . . a statement that is repugnant to one's beliefs can be as true as one that is pleasurable.