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If a dog doesn’t put you first where are you both? In what relation? A dog needs God. It lives by your glances, your wishes. It even shares your humor. This happens about the fifth year. If it doesn’t happen you are only keeping an animal.
As for death one gets used to it, even if it’s only other people’s death you get used to.
A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again.
In marriage there are no manners to keep up, and beneath the wildest accusations no real criticism. Each is familiar with that ancient child in the other who may erupt again. We are not ridiculous to ourselves. We are ageless. That is the luxury of the wedding ring.
When a man goes through six years training to be a doctor he will never be the same. He knows too much.
The theatre is a gross art, built in sweeps and over-emphasis. Compromise is its second name.
The pleasure of one’s effect on other people still exists in age – what’s called making a hit. But the hit is much rarer and made of different stuff.
Judges don’t age; time decorates them.