Quotes about Age

Posted by Brian

A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams.

A man’s age is something impressive, it sums up his life: maturity reached slowly and against many obstacles, illnesses cured, griefs and despairs overcome, and unconscious risks taken; maturity formed through so many desires, hopes, regrets, forgotten things, loves. A man’s age represents a fine cargo of experiences and memories.

Age is a slowing down of everything except fear.

Age swallows our childhood.

Age does not diminish the extreme disappointment of having a scoop of ice cream fall from the cone.

Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter.

Age is opportunity no less, than youth itself, though in another dress and as the evening twilight fades away, the sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.

Age seldom arrives smoothly or quickly. It’s more often a succession of jerks.

Before thirty, men seek disease; after thirty, diseases seek men.

Does age poison us, or do we poison age?

Everyone is the age of their heart.

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

First you forget names, then you forget faces, then you forget to pull your zipper up, then you forget to pull your zipper down.

Middle age is when your age starts to show around your middle.

I’m not 40, I’m eighteen with 22 years experience.

I don’t believe one grows older. I think that what happens early on in life is that at a certain age one stands still and stagnates.

In youth the days are short and the years are long; in old age the years are short and the days long.

Middle age is when you choose your cereal for the fiber, not the toy.

Old age is fifteen years older than I am.

Old age isn’t so bad when you consider the alternative.

Old age puts more wrinkles in our minds than on our faces.

The older I grow the more I distrust the familiar doctrine that age brings wisdom.

There was no respect for youth when I was young, and now that I am old, there is no respect for age – I missed it coming and going.

They say that age is all in your mind. The trick is keeping it from creeping down into your body.

The tragedy of old age is not that one is old, but that one is young.

Whatever poet, orator, or sage may say of it, old age is still old age.

We’ve put more effort into helping folks reach old age than into helping them enjoy it.

Years ago we discovered the exact point, the dead center of middle age. It occurs when you are too young to take up golf and too old to rush to the net.


3 Comments »

  • darins said:

    The aging process has you firmly in its grasp if you never get the urge to throw a snowball.

  • rohana said:

    Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.

  • wholelife said:

    You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope, as old as your despair.

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