"Uncle," Tenebræ pretends to gasp, "— and but this Morning, you look'd so much younger,— why I'd no idea."
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Line 30 Vulgarized:
"You don't have to tell us you're old, Uncle. We have eyes," sassed youth personified.
Subtext:
One morning you're young, the next morning you're old. It sucks.
Here's the difference between young and old: old people know the pain of having been young while young people think they're going to be young forever and don't give a shit about the pain of growing old and losing your youth.
Young people are just old people who have yet to realize that they’ve wasted their best years.
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