Quotes About Wisdom

Wives are young men's mistresses, companions for middle age, and old men's nurses.

Age will bring all things, and everyone knows, Madame, that twenty is no age to be a prude.

Just at the age 'twixt boy and youth, When thought is speech, and speech is truth.

I do wish I could tell you my age but it's impossible. It keeps changing all the time.

A woman has the age she deserves.

Invention is the talent of youth, as judgment is of age.

Young people don't know what age is, and old people forget what youth was.

The excess of our youth are checks written against our age and they are payable with interest thirty years later.

If youth but had the knowledge and old age the strength.

We grow old more through indolence, than through age.

At middle age the soul should be opening up like a rose, not closing up like a cabbage.

The height of ability consists in a thorough knowledge of the real value of things, and of the genius of the age in which we live.

The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away; than what it leaves behind.

Believe me, that was a happy age, before the days of architects, before the days of builders.

Old age is - a lot of crossed off names in an address book.

Let us never know what old age is. Let us know the happiness time brings, not count the years.

How incessant and great are the ills with which a prolonged old age is replete.

I have enjoyed greatly the second blooming that comes when you finish the life of the emotions and of personal relations; and suddenly find - at the age of fifty, say - that a whole new life has opened before you, filled with things you can think about, study, or read about...It is as if a fresh sap of ideas and thoughts was rising in you.

Sex at age 90 is like trying to shoot pool with a rope.

I am of a healthy long lived race, and our minds improve with age.

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

At my age, I'm envious of a stiff wind.

Genius has no youth, but starts with the ripeness of age and old experience.

I dread no more the first white in my hair, Or even age itself, the easy shoe, The cane, the wrinkled hands, the special chair. Time, doing this to me, may alter too. My sorrow, into something I can bear.