Journey of Life

28 12 2010

In the morning of life, a young man goes forth as though mounted, because he is carried on the shoulders of his parents. By midday their support has vanished, and he must walk for himself.  In the evening of life, he can hold up his head only because he is supported by the memory of what once he was.

Gene Wolf, Soldier of Arete
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