What a lovely surprise to finally discover how unlonely being alone can be.

I finally faced the fact that it isn't a crime not having friends. Being alone means you have fewer problems.

Almost all of your life is lived by the seat of your pants one unexpected event crashing into another with no pattern or reason and then you finally reach a point around my age where you spend more time than ever looking back. Why did this happen? Look where that led? You see the shape of things.

It's a little silly to finally learn how to write at this age. But I long ago realized I was secretly sincere.

A final word: I am not knowledgeable about the internet. I do not have a computer. I guess that at 74 years of age I don't have the patience to learn.

Well I'm in my 60s now. I finally look it I think. People until I was 60 would always say they thought I looked younger which I think without flattering myself I did but I think I certainly have as George Orwell says people do after a certain age the face they deserve.

Children rarely want to know who their parents were before they were parents and when age finally stirs their curiosity there is no parent left to tell them.

A woman telling her true age is like a buyer confiding his final price to an Armenian rug dealer.