Quotes About Age

Anyone who sang the praises of undying love in this day and age belonged to the first rank of hypocrites in Daisuke's estimate.

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I've become more political as I've got older; I haven't mellowed - I've billowed.

Temporal» pot significar qualsevol període de temps.

Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. The cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins, we start to build up new little habitats, to have new little hopes. It is rather hard

I am every age, up to my own.

You see this face, these wrinkles? I earned every one of them

But Father Time is real. And, in truth, he cannot age. Beneath the unruly beard and cascading hair—signs of life, not death—his body is lean, his skin unwrinkled, immune to the very thing he lords over.

One afternoon, I am complaining about the confusion of my age, what is expected of me versus what I want for myself.

At seventy-eight, he was giving as an adult and taking as a child.

Every person on the planet-including Grace, Lorraine, Victor and Sarah- will instantly stop aging. And one person with start.

And, age is not a competitive issue.

And while they deepen with age, voices are, to one destined to listen for eternity, as distinct as a fingerprint.

Dor remembered Victor's voice. And while they deepen with age, voices are, to one destined to listen for eternity, as distinct as a fingerprint. Dor knew it was him the moment Victor spoke in the shop.

Aging is not just decay. It's growth. As you grow, you learn more.

Looking back makes you competitive. And, age is not a competitive issue

Servant of God: In this cave, you will not age a moment. Dor: I deserve no such gift. Servant of God: It is not a gift.

I felt suddenly very young - or perhaps I felt my age.

I felt suddenly very young - or perhaps I felt my age: an almost childlike twenty-two, rather than that permanent middle-age that attaches itself to the man who lives alone and supports himself by wearing a suit in a city not of his birth.

From a distance she might be mistaken for a very young woman, while the maid seemed to have aged doubly, perhaps for them both, as if her occupation had been to age, to exchange the magic of months for bank notes and food.

I wish I was as old as my parents. Or as young as my son. I wish it didn't have to be me telling my wife to stay where she is, saying everything will be fine in a voice she doesn't believe and I don't believe either.

Mathematics is one of the major modern mysteries. Perhaps it is the leading one, occupying a place in our society similar to the religious mysteries of another age. If we want to know something about what our age is all about, we should have some understanding of what mathematics is, and of how the mathematician operates and thinks.

Age is not the flight of years, but the dawn of wisdom.