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Our children are our old age.

Morality is growing stronger, when flesh grows old.

Not old age itself is respected, and a life well lived. If she was.

Not old age is the surest sign of maturity, and the ability not to get lost, waking up on a busy street in the centre of town in his underwear.

All cling to the past. That will never change... Old people cling to it hard.

Recently I came up with the idea for a new show. It's called "games of old". On the scene three man with loaded pistols, they look back at their life: who they were, what was done, how much closer to their wishes. The winner is the one who put a bullet into his forehead. He will get a refrigerator.

...people closer to the end of the doctrine and unexpectedly will meet with the last of their enemy - old age. This is the most cruel of enemies, whose defeat is impossible, but you can drive away.
And now comes a time when a person is freed from the fear, overcame the clear, subdued force, but he was overcome by an unyielding desire to rest. If he succumbs to this desire to lie down and relax, if fatigue lull him, he will lose the last battle - the fourth enemy it will cast. The desire to relax will overcome all the clarity, all power, all knowledge.
But if a person will be able to overcome fatigue and pass your way to the end, then he will become a man of knowledge, at least for that brief moment when he will be able to ward off the last, invincible enemy. This moment of clarity, power and knowledge is enough.