A colleague of mine, who was younger than I, invited me to his farewell luncheon. I had just been appointed, and he did not quite know how to introduce me. I am the man who came to dinner. I am still dining 13 years later. Everything is preferable to boredom.
Old age is a spectator sport.
Some prefer to look on from Florida or Arizona. I dread the idea. Having young students around me keeps me young. It wouldn't be enough to keep contact with the world by reading newspapers or magazines. The truth is, they are boring, too.