"O God, I could be bounded in a nut shell and count myself
a king of infinite space,
were it not that I have bad dreams."
Act II scene ii
I feel that way when I see pictures of myself.Did any particular incident inspire the poem?
Yes it did Kylie. I found a picture of a woman I knew long ago.
A reflection of life...of one's role played therein. If there is no reflection...then there is no life...
And that second remark belongs in a book of wise aphorisms.
I think we all have such thoughts but more it's a denial that we will grow old.
It's like fat people. They look in mirrors but don'r really see their fatness.
Yes erm no.
I admit I am shocked when I see photos of long lost friends and acquaintances, can't believe how old they look. And then realise they will think the same of me.
No way Sue! I have seen pictures of you and you look young. A lot of this is no doubt down to your optimistic, youthful character.
You sussed me Terry!
People age so differently, don't they. I meet some of my former classmates once or twice a year; we started this in 2007, decades after I had seen some of them for the last time at school.With some, I found they had hardly changed, even still wearing the same hairdo. Others I found had aged so visibly, I would not have believed they were born the same year as I if I didn't know.With men, it is receding hairlines that make a huge difference to me; with women, some enlarge so much around the middle and then start wearing frumpy clothes that they look older than their own grandmas did back then.
You are right to observe that people age differently.But if I might say so Meike, you will remain forever young.
Sometimes it's better not to know, eh?
I think you're right Steve. The internet opens up some doors that would have been closed forever in the past.
Quite true. I've had the same thoughts. I like how you've turned the first line inside out to become the last line.
I couldn't examine her with an element of scientific scrutiny without admitting my own frailty.
I often remark to Tom how everyone we know is looking so old and we are not and I believe it to be true, lolBrionyx
We see ourselves ageing so gradually that we can fool ourselves into thinking that we haven't changed.
Ah yes - Old Father Time - happens to us all.
I wish he would put down his sickle and take a long break.
Age is nothing. I am slim and lithe and my hair thick and brown. My skin is gleaming chestnut and my eyes gleam like sapphires twinkling at the bottom of a shallow Hawaiian pool.You can probably tell that I'm not keen om mirrors.
Only "The Daily Mirror" Ian.
Better old than dead...from someone who has seen a thirty year-old dead, lost a 53 year-old friend, another in her early forties, someone not yet sixty and a relative at 102 who the week before her death was out with friends and enjoying herself.
You are right there "e"-life is a lottery. Some people never do grow old - like all those soldiers on memorials.
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