There was no respect for youth when I was young, and now that I am old, there is no respect for age, I missed it coming and going.
One of the delights known to age, and beyond the grasp of youth, is that of Not Going.
One of the delights beyond the grasp of youth is that of Not Going. Not to have an invitation for the dance, the party, the picnic, the excursion is to be diminished. To have an invitation and then not to be able to go -- oh cursed spite! Now I do not care the rottenest fig whether I receive an invitation or not. After years of illusion, I finally decided I was missing nothing by Not Going. I no longer care whether I am missing anything or not.
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