From “The Human Condition: A User’s Manual” by Arnold Kunst
In 20, 30, 50 years the bloom of youth will have more than faded. There will be parts of my anatomy which, however firm now, will be sagging then. When I lift my arm off the table the part in the middle will leave last. My face may look like a prune, my thighs like congealed cottage cheese. Despite all that, I intend to emulate the playwright Samuel Beckett who said he wouldn't shed the ailments of old age for the vigor of youth even if he could - "not with the fire in me now."