To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley stretching miles and miles away, and before you other summits higher and whiter, which you may have strength to climb, or may not. Then you sit down and meditate and wonder which it will be.
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Nobody expects to trust his body overmuch after the age of fifty.
Nobody expects to trust his body overmuch after the age of fifty.
The more sand has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
The more sand has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
It is always in season for old men to learn.
It is always in season for old men to learn.
The awareness of the ambiguity of one's highest achievements (as well as one's deepest failures) is a definite symptom of read more
The awareness of the ambiguity of one's highest achievements (as well as one's deepest failures) is a definite symptom of maturity.
Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act.
Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act.
The end comes when we no longer talk with ourselves. It is the end of genuine thinking and the beginning read more
The end comes when we no longer talk with ourselves. It is the end of genuine thinking and the beginning of the final loneliness.
Weak withering age no rigid law forbids.
With frugal nectar, smooth and slow with balm,
The sapless read more
Weak withering age no rigid law forbids.
With frugal nectar, smooth and slow with balm,
The sapless habit daily to bedew,
And give the hesitating wheels of life
Gliblier to play.
Middle age . . . when a man is at the peak of his yearning power. -Wall Stress Journal.
Middle age . . . when a man is at the peak of his yearning power. -Wall Stress Journal.
The time to begin most things is ten years ago. -Mignon McLaughlin.
The time to begin most things is ten years ago. -Mignon McLaughlin.
