mark500
Recycles dryer sheets
- Joined
- Feb 26, 2006
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Why are we such fools - such tragic fools? How strange it is, our little procession of life. The child says, 'when I am a big boy'. But what is that? the big boy says, 'when I grow up'. And then, grown up, he says, 'when I get married'. But to be married, what is that after all? The thought changes to, 'when I retire'. And then when retirement comes, he looks back over the landscape traversed; a cold wind seems to sweep over it; somehow he has missed it all, and it is gone. Life, we learn too late, is in the living, in the tissue of every day and hour.
-Stephen Leacock
I believe he was referring to non-early retirement.
-Stephen Leacock
I believe he was referring to non-early retirement.