It is never too late to become who you might have been. I was tomorrow’s woman in the 1950s, and I didn’t fit. I was in a job that didn’t fit me because they wouldn’t pay attention that there was somebody in here. I had no sense of my capability. So, I lived each day in agony, but that pain was good—it’s the fire that turns us into something we could become. We grow by fire.
Here’s my magic. Whatever I do, I’m never looking to see if something has changed. I just keep moving. The danger is in watching. But you have to put it into practice. You don’t have any proof of the future. But to be a human being is to know that things are in motion that we do not see. You’re being taken care of. Know that. The miracle is, things keep happening, even in old age. You live literally until you die, if that’s what you choose to do, and that’s what I chose. I think I’m 86 going on 35.
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