Quotes About Old

The old men shall dream dreams, The young maids will see visions, The beast of the forest will turn away, They will see the child of misery coming, And make clear the path. —Song of Venda

An old pond—A frog leaping in—The sound of water.

Old fan scribbled with poems – shredded by summer's end. 232

An old silent pond. Into the pond a frog jumps. Splash. Silence again.

Books were about movement. They were about quests and journeys. Beginnings and middles and ends, even if not in that order. They were about new chapters. And leaving old ones behind.

turtle-green polo neck. She was quite old.

The next morning Gulliver brought his guitar downstairs and played a bit for us. He had learned an old piece of music by a band known as Nirvana called "All Apologies.

Are ye too changed, ye hills? See, tis no foot of unfamiliar men> Tonight from Oxford up your pathway strays! Here came I often, often, in old days; Thyrsis and I; we still had Thyrsis then.

It is only when the pain of perpetuating old behavior patterns is perceived to be greater than the pain brought about by trying to change those patterns that we are able to effect and sustain significant psychological and behavioral modifications.

Recently I've been dreaming of cursing old people with little provocation, because their culture has a long history of enslaving, raping, and segregating, and they have special lights which prevent us from dancing.

Unraveling proverbs is a suitable puzzle for an old man. I put pieces in order and build up a kind of Utopian castle.

Here we come upon the old, old craze of the world, which has not yet learned to do without clericalism--that to live and work *for an idea*is man's calling, and according to the faithfulness its fulfilment his *human worth* is measured

Wealthy old woman + devious imagination - restraint = Aunt Agatha

Everything around me smelled musty, like when you open an old book and it smells like words.

No, of course not. I just feel content," she said carefully. "That's an old person's word," said Ethan.

She had gotten an old cassette of the music that day from the school library, which still carried a small and arbitrary assortment located in a drawer in the back marked CASSETTES—which at this point in time might have been marked SCRIMSHAW.

There were a couple of Joe imitators in the pile, all men, mostly young, and a trembly, single-spacing woman, probably old, who had written, beneath the title of her 100 percent unpublishable story, "Copyright, Gloria Bismarck. First North American Serial Rights. Approximately 4,213 words." Which was enough to break your heart rather than have contempt for.

But this thing, this desire to be bossed around, dominated—such a cliché. Such an old, dusty woman thing she'd never understand. She'd never felt it herself.

Ma'am. It should've made her feel old and possibly respected, but instead made her flash on a vision of herself in librarian glasses and a pencil skirt, with her hair in a bun and a ruler in her hand.

In our artificial civilization many young people at twenty-five are still on the threshold of activity. As one looks back then, over eight or nine years, one sees a panorama of seemingly formidable length. So many crises, so many startling surprises, so many vivid joys and harrowing humiliations and disappointments, that one feels startlingly old; one wonders if one will ever feel so old again. —Youth and Life, Randolph S. Bourne (1886–1918) Even now, when I have come

Thinking those old sticks looked authoritative, somehow. Like something belonging to an ancient queen come ashore by mistake in a common land full of limits.

Words were few and failing between them as though the silence that sat with them had laid its old lips on theirs and sucked them dry of speech. For where could one begin? With the weather? But here there was no weather. These few sad rooms were the old man's world. His horizons were all walls.

In most towns, the police do not rely on an old woman, two kids, and a sleepy dog to solve crimes

Amidst the rush and confusion of modern life something old and wise is trying to catch up with us. Whereas simple knowledge tends to divide things, genuine wisdom tends to make meaningful unity possible.