The author and New Yorker editor William Maxwell talks to Terry Gross on NPR (from 1995; he died in 2000). It's an incredibly insightful and diverting piece on both writing and aging.
This quote stuck out for me (thanks to Notes to self for capturing it):
I liked the world I came into as a child...It was a beautiful world. I loved the sound of the horses going past the house. It was unhurried. It left time for brooding and thought. It left time for being nice to other people. For making presents instead of buying them. It left time for telling stories.