When every bone seems to audibly groan as you rise from a sitting position
And all of the numbers in your little black book aren't girlfriends, they're all physicians
You're deeply suspicious of cellular phones, you think they're some new form of voodoo
And when you go to a funeral, nine times out of ten the guy in the casket looks better than you do
When anything new is suspicious to you and whatever it is you're ag'in it
These are exactly the qualifications you need for a job in the Senate
And all of the numbers in your little black book aren't girlfriends, they're all physicians
You're deeply suspicious of cellular phones, you think they're some new form of voodoo
And when you go to a funeral, nine times out of ten the guy in the casket looks better than you do
When anything new is suspicious to you and whatever it is you're ag'in it
These are exactly the qualifications you need for a job in the Senate
—Bowser and Blue, We're the Old Farts
I am not young enough to know everything.
There are advantages in the advance through middle age into later life which are very seldom stated in a sensible way. Generally, they are stated in a sentimental way; in a general suggestion that all old men are equipped with beautiful snowy beards like Father Christmas and rejoice in unfathomable wisdom like Nestor. All this has caused the young people to be sceptical about the real advantages of the old people, and the true statement of those advantages sounds like a paradox. I would not say that old men grow wise, for men never grow wise and many old men retain a very attractive childishness and cheerful innocence. Elderly people are often much more romantic than younger people, and sometimes even more adventurous, having begun to realize how many things they do not know.
