Quotes About Age

Age is a limit we impose upon ourselves. You know, each time you Westerners celebrate your birthday you build another fence around your minds.

As a viewer I came of age during a time when cast members were prone to fistfights. So I may be carrying a little of that kind of image in my head.

Staring into the ring of candles—proud that the number of his years finally made a ring, all around the cake

But really, he told himself. There are just some people who don't seem like they ever could have been young. It's like trying to imagine my grandparents as little kids. Or—like the guy who played Dumbledore in the Harry Potter movies. No way he was ever young.

Alfred shook his balding head slowly, with quiet dignity. "You can't threaten me, Haplo. Sartan magic is different from Patryn magic, but it has the same roots and is just as powerful. I haven't used my magic as much as you've been forced by circumstances to use yours. But I am older than you. And you must concede that magic of any type is strengthened by age and by wisdom.

One day,I was already old, a man came up to me in the street.

Niettemin ben ik op de leeftijd gekomen waarop het leven voor ieder mens een aanvaarde nederlaag is.

I have nevertheless reached the age where life, for every man, is accepted defeat.

A young, handsome emperor in one period, and an old sickly one in his final days

Pero de todos modos he llegado a la edad en que la vida, para cualquier hombre, es una derrota aceptada

Mr. Teifert's practically ancient – at least forty, I'd say – and so not sexy or cute or Australian.

I know forty-one is the new eighteen, but tell that to my metabolism.

I'll be fifty and, seriously, what's the age when a person finally feels safe and secure? Because I really thought it would have happened by now.

Maybe there are moments between any two adults in love when the age of one of them dissolves before the other's eyes, when the first refuge of the soul at its creation is laid bare and skinless as a sunbeam through a window. Innocence and vulnerability, two unmeasurable quantities...Perhaps that is the essence of the protection's intimacy, that it dwells in camouflage and justifies itself in stillness.

The world as it has very little use for your womanhood. You are considered a weaker sex and are treated as a sexual object. You are thoroughly dispensable except for bearing children. Your youth is the measure of your worth, and your age is the measure of your worthlessness. Do not look to the world for your sustenance or for your identity as a woman because you will not find them there. The world despises you.

universally accepted that children need love, but at what age are people supposed to stop needing it? We never do. We need love in order to live happily, as much as we need oxygen in order to live at all.

Excitement doesn't knock at your door any less when you're older than when you're younger. It's just that when you're younger, you're more likely to open the door and let it in. With age, you start growing ambivalent about excitement. You might say that you want it, but at the same time you're not sure you have the energy for it. Yet a surefire way to diminish your energy is to deny the Ultimate energy pill, which is participation in life itself.

We would have visions in those days,a number of us did. Your young men will have visions and your old men will dream dreams

The joke seemed to be that once they were very young and now they were very old, and that they had been the same day after day and were somehow at the end of it all so utterly changed. In a calm, affectionate way they studied each other. Ames

She was an old woman, but she managed to look like a young woman with a ravaging disease.

And she was old, too. For a woman being old just means not being young, and all the youth had been worked out of her before it had really even set in.

home, a son. Well, I was a fine, vigorous old man

We had visions in those days, a number of us did. Your young men will have visions and your old men will dream dreams. And now all those young men are old men, if they're alive at all, and their visions are no more than dreams, and the old days are forgotten. We fly forgotten as a dream, as it says in the old hymn, and our dreams are forgotten long before we are.

My dear Guiliano, he said, how is it that you and Don Croce do not join together to rule Sicily? He has the wisdom of age, you have the idealism of youth.