Fonda and Gary Cooper had the best sense of timing of all the actors I knew.

There could have been no two hearts So open, no tastes so similar, no feelings So in unison, no countenances So beloved. Now they were strangers; Nay, worse than strangers, for they Could never become acquainted. It was a perpetual estrangement.

But their refuge had been a dead end; all that inflexible old guard could do was to die and let younger minds, still limber, take over.

Our planet doesn&#39;t seem to be the result of anything very special.

Written By Murray Gell-Mann

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