To divide one's life by years is, of course, to tumble into a trap set by our own arithmetic. The calendar consents to carry on its dull wall-existence by the arbitrary timetables we have drawn up in consultation with those permanent commuters, Earth and Sun. But we, unlike trees, need grow no annual rings.


On Being Fifty (1955)


To divide one's life by years is, of course, to tumble into a trap set by our own arithmetic. The calendar consents to carry on its dull...

To divide one's life by years is, of course, to tumble into a trap set by our own arithmetic. The calendar consents to carry on its dull...

To divide one's life by years is, of course, to tumble into a trap set by our own arithmetic. The calendar consents to carry on its dull...

To divide one's life by years is, of course, to tumble into a trap set by our own arithmetic. The calendar consents to carry on its dull...