One of the delights known to age, and beyond the grasp of youth, is that of Not Going.
I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning...
To show a child what once delighted you, to find the child's delight added to your own -- this is happiness.
The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?
Our trouble is that we drink too much tea. I see in this the slow revenge of the Orient, which has diverted the Yellow River down our throats.
Already we Viewers, when not viewing, have begun to whisper to one another that the more we elaborate our means of communication, the less we communicate.
There was no respect for youth when I was young, and now that I am old, there is no respect for age I missed it coming and going.