First, it is the eyes, or the legs, or the heart. We age by instalments. And then suddenly our spirits begin to age: the body may have grown old, but our souls still yearn and remember and search and celebrate and long for joy. And when the longing for joy disappears, all that are left are memories or vanity, and then finally, we are truly old…..Nothing surprising can ever happen again….there’s nothing we want anymore, either good or bad. That is old age.”