Quotes About Time

Husbands come and go; children come and eventually they go. Friends grow up and move away. But the one thing that's never lost is your sister.

Some turn to vinegar, but the best improve with age.

If you're extremely, painfully frightened of age, it shows.

I'm six foot eleven. My birthday covers three days.

To me - old age is always ten years older than I am.

Pleas'd look forward, pleas'd to look behind,And count each birthday with a grateful mind.

It was only in my forties that I started feeling young.

We're still living with the old paradigm of age as an arch. That's the old metaphor: You're born, you peak at midlife and decline into decrepitude.

Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.

One starts to get young at the age of sixty and then it is too late.

Of late I appear To have reached that stage When people who look old Who are only my age.

My first recognition of age setting in was exactly on my 36th birthday. I have no idea why, on this day of all days, I looked in the mirror and realized my face no longer looked young.

Today, you're halfway to 100! Here's to optimism, whether it is realistic or not. Happy 50th birthday!

I grabbed a pile of dust, and holding it up, foolishly asked for as many birthdays as the grains of dust, I forgot to ask that they be years of youth.

For me, the end of childhood came when the number of candles on my birthday cake no longer reflected my age, around 19 or 20. From then on, each candle came to represent an entire decade.

Youth had been a habit of hers for so long that she could not part with it.

What, start at this! when sixty years have spread. Their grey experience o'er thy hoary head? Is this the all observing age could gain? Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?

At 50 you now have realized ?Getting old isn't fair? And that it's hard to make a comeback ?When you haven't gone anywhere

Is that a birthday? 'tis, alas! too clear; 'Tis but the funeral of the former year.

There's nothing stressful about turning 50 except people reminding you about it.

It's a question we all ask ourselves. What have we done lately? It rattles us each birthday.

The trouble with class reunions is that old flames have become even older.

…tomorrow was her birthday, and she was thinking how fast the years went by, how old she was getting, and how little she seemed to have accomplished. Almost twenty-five and nothing to show for it.

Some people reach the age of sixty before others.