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Man arrives as a novice at each age of his life. - Nicolas Chamfor

Man arrives as a novice at each age of his life. – Nicolas Chamfort

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Nature never said to me: Do not be poor still less did she say: Be rich her cry to me was always: Be independent. – Nicolas Chamfort

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Preoccupation with money is the great test of small natures, but only a small test of great ones. – Nicolas Chamfort

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I think the sport of wrestling, which I became involved with at the age of 14… I competed until I was 34, kind of old for a contact sport. I coached the sport until I was 47. I think the discipline of wrestling has given me the discipline I have to write. – John Irving

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At sixteen I was stupid, confused and indecisive. At twenty-five I was wise, self-confident, prepossessing and assertive. At forty-five I am stupid, confused, insecure and indecisive. Who would have supposed that maturity is only a short break in adolescence? – Jules Feiffer

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Old age is a shipwreck. – Charles de Gaulle

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Just call me a family man and an actor who digs his whole scene, side interests and all. Just say I feel mighty good at the ripe old age of 27. – Bobby Darin

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This is a fault common to all singers, that among their friends they will never sing when they are asked; unasked, they will never desist. – Horace

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Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing. – Christopher Fry

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Its all kind of a big illusion: the white picket fence and the perfect marriage and the kids. Check that box off, check that box off, and move forward. – Sarah McLachlan

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Readers of novels. I sometimes think that I could, if put to it, pick the real readers of novels out of a crowd. They have a strangeness about the eye, almost as if there were an extra bit of lens on the cornea…. The glance of a reader shows me a soul with a different orientation to time… – Sven Birkerts (b.1951), “Notes from a Confession,” The Agni Review, No.22 (1985)

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