Almost all of your life is lived by the seat of your pants one unexpected event crashing into another with no pattern or reason and then you finally reach a point around my age where you spend more time than ever looking back. Why did this happen? Look where that led? You see the shape of things.

India saw from the beginning and even in her ages of reason and her age of increasing ignorance she never lost hold of the insight that life cannot be rightly seen in the sole light cannot be perfectly lived in the sole power of its externalities.

From age 16 I lived and breathed wine. I read every magazine and book about wine.

I never took guitar lessons. I took classical piano lessons from the age of six when we lived in Holland.

I never took guitar lessons. I took classical piano lessons from the age of six when we lived in Holland. And when we moved to America it was just the typical thing except I was really good at it so was my brother.

I was a mixture of being incredibly old for my age and incredibly backwards. I was born quite old but then I stopped growing. I lived with my mum and dad till I was 30.

They that have lived a single day have lived an age.

I lived the true American dream because I was able to pursue what I set as my goals at a very young age.

I am of a healthy long lived race and our minds improve with age.

Anything you cannot relinquish when it has outlived its usefulness possesses you and in this materialistic age a great many of us are possessed by our possessions.