| 1 | Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. | |
| 2 | Years may wrinklethe skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinklesthe soul. | |
| 3 | The swans move toward the shores in a stately glide, their tall heads proud and unafraid. | |
| 4 | The aged and withered hand, shockingly made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife. | |
| 5 | The swans move toward the shores in a stately glide, their tall heads proud and unafraid. |
