The happiest part of life

Some people in a hotel were talking about the happiest part of a man's life.
" It's best to be young", said an old man.
" A boy's father and mother take care of him.
 His food Is always ready when he wants it. If he wants a little money, his father will give him some. He has a good life. He's strong.""
 " No," said a woman. " Children are often ill, and they ca't always do the things that they like. They have to go to bed when they want to stay with their friends. They have to read books when they want to go out. A child's life isn't very happy. Children often cry, but men don't cry. It's better to be a young man. He's strong and his life's before him. He has his work and it brings him money. He can always find work, because people like youngs workers. He can go to others towns and cities. He can even go to other countries."
 " But he can't do as he likes," said the old man.
 " He has to work for older people. And he has to work every day because hasn't much money."
 " He can always get work," she said, " and if he doesn't like his work, he can leave it. And think! He may fall in love with a beuatiful girl. Then he's the happiest of men."
 " Oh, no,"  said the old man. " If he falls in love, he's not happy. They girl may not love him. Some young men shoot themselves when they're in love."
 " Not many."
 " If he loves a girl, he wants to know everything about her, and she may not tell him very much. He's always thinking of her. If he sees her in a car with someone else, he's unhappy. He thinks about the car all day."
 " But she may marry him," said the woman.
 " Then he's happy."
 " No," said the old man. " He may be happy for two or three months. But soon he begins to think abut money. He's afraid. He may lose his work, and now he has a wife. He must take care of her. He loves his wife, and he wants her to be rich and happy."
 " He may not love her very much."
 " Ih he doensn't love her, he's very unhappy. I'm sorry for a man who doesn't love his wife. And if he loves her, he has to work day and night."
 " He'll have more money when he's older," she said. " He can work hard when he's young. Then, later on, he will have a lot of money. So and old man Is the happiest. His works Is done. He can sit by the fire, walk in the country, talk to friends and live in a nice house. Day after day he can do just as he likes."
 " No," said the old man. " He may soon die, and he's afraid. he often ill. He's not strong, and he can't do all the things that he did before."
 The woman looked at the old man's face.
 " So you're not happy, " she said.
 " Not very.""
 " When Is a man happy?" She asked.
 A young man near them spoke for the first time. " I know the answer to that question," he said. " Call no man happy until he Is dead. The old Greeks said that, and they were right."