Grandpa Vanderhof, the patriarch of the eccentric Vanderhof/Sycamore
I wasn’t aware I was missing anything either, till I quit. I used to get down to that office nine o’ clock sharp, no matter how I felt. Lay awake nights for fear I wouldn’t get that contract. Used to worry about the world, too. Got all worked up about whether Cleveland or Blaine was going to be elected President-seemed awful important at the time, but who cares now? What I’m trying to say, Mr. Kirby, is that I’ve had thirty-five years that nobody can take away from me, no matter what they do to the world. See?
Hart, Moss & George S. Kaufman. You Can't Take It With You Dramatists Play Service, p.75
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