At a gathering where the Hodja was present, people were discussing the merits of youth and old age. They had all agreed that a man's strength decreases as ears go by.

The Hodja dissented. "I don't agree with you gentlemen," he said. "In my old age, I have the same strength as I had in the prime of my youth."

"How do you mean, Hodja Effendi?" asked somebody. "Explain yourself."

"In my courtyard," explained the Hodja, "there is a massive stone. In my youth I used to try and lift it. I never succeeded. Neither can I lift it now!"

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