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Perfection of means and confusion of ends seem to characterize our age.
Perfection of means and confusion of ends seem to characterize our age.
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.
Not till the fire is dying in the grate, Look we for any kinship with the stars. Oh, wisdom never read more
Not till the fire is dying in the grate, Look we for any kinship with the stars. Oh, wisdom never comes when it is gold, And the great price we paid for it full worth: We have it only when we are half earth. Little avails that coinage to the old!
Every man over forty is a scoundrel.
Every man over forty is a scoundrel.
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 the most unexpected of all the things that happen to a man. -Leon Trotsky.
Old age is the most unexpected of all the things that happen to a man. -Leon Trotsky.
Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed
Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed
The old believe everything, the middle-aged suspect everything, the young know everything.
The old believe everything, the middle-aged suspect everything, the young know everything.
. . . Years steal
Fire from the mind, as vigor from the limb;
And life's enchanted read more
. . . Years steal
Fire from the mind, as vigor from the limb;
And life's enchanted cut but sparkles near the brim.