". . . inconsolable old folks don't last long. A seesaw of fret and equanimity serves them better. Old age is like being posted to a foreign country where you drop and lost things, misplace names and insights, can't read signage others are guided by. . . . Live with a smile even if you can't spot birds other people are talking about -- you've seen them countless times in the past -- or are remembering generosities you didn't appreciate sufficiently when your benefactor was alive."
from Sex and the River Styx