. . . 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.

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.

I cried on my 18th birthday. I thought 17 was such a nice age. You're young enough to get away read more

I cried on my 18th birthday. I thought 17 was such a nice age. You're young enough to get away with things, but you're old enough, too.

To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent that is to triumph over old age.

To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent that is to triumph over old age.

When you become senile, you won't know it.

When you become senile, you won't know it.

Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.

Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.

Every man over forty is a scoundrel.

Every man over forty is a scoundrel.

I believe the true function of age is memory. I'm recording as fast as I can.

I believe the true function of age is memory. I'm recording as fast as I can.

If youth knew; if age could. -Henri Estienne.

If youth knew; if age could. -Henri Estienne.