What is it to grow old?
Is it to lose the glory of the form,
The lustre read more

What is it to grow old?
Is it to lose the glory of the form,
The lustre of the eye?
Is it for Beauty to forego her wreath?
Yes; but not this alone.

At last now you can be what the old cannot recall and the young long for in dreams, yet still read more

At last now you can be what the old cannot recall and the young long for in dreams, yet still include them all.

Old age is an excellent time for outrage. My goal is to say or do at least one outrageous thing read more

Old age is an excellent time for outrage. My goal is to say or do at least one outrageous thing every week.

In youth the days are short and the years are long. In old age the years are short and day's read more

In youth the days are short and the years are long. In old age the years are short and day's long.

An archaeologist is the best husband a woman can have. The older she gets the more interested he is in read more

An archaeologist is the best husband a woman can have. The older she gets the more interested he is in her.

I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.

I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.

Old age, believe me, is a good and pleasant thing. It is true you are gently shouldered off the stage, read more

Old age, believe me, is a good and pleasant thing. It is true you are gently shouldered off the stage, but then you are given such a comfortable front stall as spectator.

Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe, old age flowing free with the delicious near-by read more

Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe, old age flowing free with the delicious near-by freedom of death.

There's no such thing as old age, there is only sorrow.

There's no such thing as old age, there is only sorrow.