When I was as you are now, towering in the confidence of twenty-one, little did I suspect that I should be at forty-nine, what I now am.

It does seem so pleasant to talk with an old acquaintance who knows what you know. I see so many new folks nowadays who seem to have neither past nor future. C…

So we die before our own eyes; so we see some chapters of our lives come to their natural end.

The road was new to me, as roads always are, going back.

One does not get better but different and older and that is always a pleasure.

Forty-two. His age had astounded him for years, and each time that he had sat so astounded, trying to figure out what had become of the young, slim man in his …

Rust rust rust in the engines of love and time