- You think about this: when you get old, these kids - when *I* get old - they’re going to be running the country.
- Now this is the thought that wakes me up in the middle of the night. That when I get older, these kids are going to take care of me.
- I wouldn’t count on it.
A fire broke out backstage in a theatre. The clown came out to warn the public; they thought it was a joke and applauded. He repeated it; the acclaim was even greater. I think that’s just how the world will come to an end: to general applause from wits who believe it’s a joke.