Quotes About Fiftyish

The landlady was a fiftyish woman in a plum-colored kimono.

One was a fiftyish, red-bearded North Beach poet named Joaquin Schwartz. ("A dear man," Mrs. Madrigal confided to Mary Ann, "but I wish he'd learn to use capital letters.")

Fiftyish, with a thickening waist and thinning blond hair, he had the weary look of a man who'd seen more death than he had bargained for when the romance of the healer's profession had long ago lured him into medical school.