We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.
George Bernard Shaw
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5 comments:
The Child Has Been Grounded!Sent To "His Room" {i.e. Inside Of Us}.
Tony,
Only a temporary thing I hope. See you in Sunny Italy my friend!
That's a very good quote.
I am still holding on to the Child. I may have to abandon it soon.
I am exhausted from playing all weekend - but I am still growing old - hmmmmmm!!!!
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