I remember in February 1848, a friend asked the 80-year-old John Quincy Adams how he was doing. He replied with this memorable, extended metaphor:
"John Quincy Adams is well, but the house in which he lives at the present time is becoming dilapidated. It's tottering on its foundations. Time and the seasons have nearly destroyed it. Its roof is pretty well worn out. Its walls are shattered and tremble with every wind. I think John Quincy Adams will have to move out of it pretty soon. But he, himself, is quite well, thank you".
We will all end up there someday but until that time I choose to live to the hilt every situation I believe to be the willl of God.
- Michael Sprague
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