I had eel at a sushi bar once; it's disgusting. I thought it was chicken. It looked like chicken. It was brown and looked delicious, and I was like, 'That looks safe.' It wasn't.
Nobody looks like they did when they were 20, so why not take advantage of the fact that you're changing, emotionally as well as physically?
Farming looks mighty easy when your plow is a pencil and you're a thousand miles from the corn field.
Beauty is all very well at first sight; but who ever looks at it when it has been in the house three days?