With the approach of old age the hunger for enjoyment has disappeared. The body is enfeebled and all self respect gone. The dear ones of our age have already gone to rest in heaven. On crutches we carry ourselves and with sight, impaired walk. Yet how shameless that this body trembles to think of its ultimate dissolution.

“Sometimes it happens that a man's circle of horizon becomes smaller and smaller, and as the radius approaches zero it concentrates on one point.