As one gets older one is torn in two ways. There is one side that is quieter, more resigned, less competitive. One the other is a rage that cannot be expressed. The rage of the grey heads is too ridiculous to merit serious consideration. It is a rage that smolders when people look through you like you are not there; don't listen to you because they think they've already heard what you have to say; use everything because they think you've already had your share.
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