Quotes About Age

I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting

Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both.

Therefore was I created with a stubborn outside, with an aspect of iron, that when I come to woo ladies, I fright them. But, in faith, Kate, the elder I wax, the better I shall appear. My comfort is that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face. Thou hast me, if thou hast me, at the worst, and thou shalt wear me, if thou wear me, better and better.

For you and I are past our dancing days

They say an old man is twice a child

If thou wert my fool, nuncle, I'ld have thee beaten for being old before thy time. LEAR. How's that? FOOL. Thou shouldst not have been old till thou hadst been wise.

World, world, O world! But that thy strange mutations make us hate thee/ Life would not yield to age.

The oldest hath borne most; we that are young Shall never see so much, nor live so long.

Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor: suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'er-step not the modesty of nature: for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.

Not so young, sir, to love a woman for singing, nor so old to dote on her for anything. I have years on my back forty- eight.

youth, the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears.

A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.

Though age from folly could not give me freedom, It does from childishness

Give me a staff of honor for mine age, / But not a scepter to control the world.

exceeds her as much in beauty as the first of May doth the last of December.

Mercifully, I was at that age when reading was still a passion and thus, save for a happy marriage, the best state possible in which to keep absolute loneliness at bay. I could not have made it through those evenings otherwise.

Mercifully, I was at that age when reading was still a passion and thus, save for a happy marriage, the best state possible in which to keep absolute loneliness at bay.

Mr Apse was sixty-three now and Miss Bell was forty-five. Mrs Pope was fifty-nine, Tindall forty-three. Plunkett, reckoned in the village to be about fifty, was in fact precisely that.

You know, an old man like me can teach a young boy like you all the good things in life. But it takes a young boy like you to teach an old man like me to appreciate all the good things in life. I guess that's what life's all about.

How old are you?" "Thirteen…sur." It was the first time she had sirred him. He might have known that these undersized, half-starved waifs were always older than they looked.

To hear the young talk today you would think no one had had any excitement in the past, any heartaches, any problems, any bitter frustrations or heady fulfilment. The young of today were more than a shade tedious; pompous, self-centred, so sure that their concerns were the first important ones that had ever happened. They had no perspective. no sense of proportion. Perhaps it was necessary to be old to acquire a true sense of proportion. It was small consolation but it was something.

With age one never looked far ahead. The marathon horizons of youth narrowed and shortened into hurdles of age.

Any man under 30 who is not a liberal has no heart, and any man over thirty who is not a conservative has no brains.

When you're 20 you care what everyone thinks. When you're 40 you stop caring what everyone thinks. When you're 60 you realize no one was ever thinking about you in the first place.