There is a major turning point in life when you have to decide: shall I grow old gracefully or shall I try everything to stem the tide? For me, that point came in 2001, when I stopped dyeing my hair.
I'm of the ilk of writers that feels you have to be open to the inspiration.
The reason of the close concurrence between the individual's progress and that of the race appears, therefore, when we remember the dependence of each upon the other.

