Each day was a challenge of enjoyment, and he [Hemingway] would plan it out as a field general plans a campign.

If a bird is flying for pleasure, it flies with the wind, but if it meets danger it turns and faces the wind, in order that it may rise higher.

My dear, old age is like an airplane flying in a storm. Once you’re in it there’s nothing you can do. You can’t stop a plane, you can’t stop a storm, you can’t stop time. So you might as well take it easy, with wisdom.

Old age is like a plane flying through a storm. Once you’re aboard there’s nothing you can do.