Ballet teacher was complaining about how so many of the girls could be so much better were they a little more serious about their training. I think I’m beginning to realize that it is not so much that youth is wasted on the young, as much as only the old have regrets about how they spend their time. Maybe to be young is to use time freely and then eventually realize that there is so much more that could have been. There’s no point in trying to rush out of youth. But to quote ole Sammy Clemens, “There is no sadder sight than a young pessimist, except an old optimist.”