After my visit to the retina specialist today for another jab of Avastin in my CRVO eye, I was reminded of the wisdom of the quotation below from a letter by Lady Mary Wortley Montagu (1689-1762). I happened to catch a glimpse of myself in a window as I left and realized one way in which losing some of my visual acuity might not be such a bad thing:
...it is eleven years since I have seen my figure in a glass, and the last reflection I saw there was so disagreeable, that I resolved to spare myself such mortification in the future, and shall continue that resolution until my life's end. To indulge all pleasing amusements, and avoid all images that give disgust, is, in my opinion, the best method to attain or confirm health.
This is perhaps a good place to paste in a remark by Joan Collins:
Being beautiful is like being born rich and getting poorer every day.