In old age we are like a batch of letters that someone has sent. We are no longer in the read more

In old age we are like a batch of letters that someone has sent. We are no longer in the past, we have arrived.

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.

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.

That man never grows old who keeps a child in his heart

That man never grows old who keeps a child in his heart

The good die young - because they see it's no use living if you've got to be good.

The good die young - because they see it's no use living if you've got to be good.

Age is not a particularly interesting subject. Anyone can get old. All you have to do is live long enough.

Age is not a particularly interesting subject. Anyone can get old. All you have to do is live long enough.

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.

Now Abraham and Sarah were old and well stricken in age; and it
ceased to be with Sarah after read more

Now Abraham and Sarah were old and well stricken in age; and it
ceased to be with Sarah after the manner of women.

A man is not old as long as he is seeking something.

A man is not old as long as he is seeking something.