Whoever marries the spirit of this age will find himself a widower in the next.

We are living in the machine age. For the first time in history the comedian has been compelled to supply himself with jokes and comedy material to compete with the machine. Whether he knows it or not the comedian is on a treadmill to oblivion.

There is no self-knowledge but an historical one. No one knows what he himself is who does not know his fellow men especially the most prominent one of the community the master's master the genius of the age.

The stars shall fade away the sun himself Grow dim with age and nature sink in years But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth Unhurt amidst the wars of elements The wrecks of matter and the crush of worlds.

Old age realizes the dreams of youth: look at Dean Swift in his youth he built an asylum for the insane in his old age he was himself an inmate.

While one finds company in himself and his pursuits he cannot feel old no matter what his years may be.