Good Morning

“I doubt whether anyone among us wants to be 100, not even the one who happens, at 105, to be in much better physical fettle than many of her juniors, and in full control of her mind. However lucky you are in very old age, you will find it a tiresome condition that can only get worse, and I have yet to meet a person who is in it who doesn’t say ‘Lucky him/her’ on hearing that someone old has died. The ‘luck’ will be either being freed at last from a long and dreary deterioration, or (which is even better) being spared that ordeal.”
 — Ninety-three-year-old Diana Athill eases readers into her essay on aging gracefully.