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One of the few privileges of aging is having the chance to organize time at one’s own pace.
As Mark Twain used to say, age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.
So I enjoy my privileges and I don’t get too worried for the other matters.
A good book should always leave you... slightly exhausted at the end. You live several lives while reading it.
There is nothing sweeter than slipping slowly from a book page to a dream page.
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on an old couch in a summer's day, listening to the murmur of wind, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.
One reaches that wonderful status where one is not asleep, but it doesn’t mean one is awake.
Then I can slow all down... also the moment to get up.
If people were meant to pop out of bed, we'd all sleep in toasters.
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Marjan Schavemaker | 20-Aug-2009 12:16 | |
Katherine | 18-Aug-2009 01:21 | |
Michele Rodgers | 17-Aug-2009 17:57 | |