Quotes About Aging

To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most-requested column I've ever written.

Aging allows us to drop the baggage. It is only through life experiences that our incredible power can be brought forward in all its glory.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.

Do not go gentle into that good night

To perceive Christmas through its wrapping becomes more difficult with every year.

Old age is a special problem for me because I've never been able to shed the mental image I have of myself - a lad of about 19.

In a man's middle years there is scarcely a part of the body he would hesitate to turn over to the proper authorities.

Middle age is when your broad mind and narrow waist begin to change places.

There will be all these fifty-year-old women wearing hot pants and squeezing themselves into pretzel shapes and then there will be me. Just reaching for my toes like they're China. 'Hello there! You're so far away, I can't get to you! Can you even hear me?

They planned to know one another when they were ancient and gray-"when we're doddering around with canes and have forgotten the names of our wives, we will still be Bassets,and still be young in our hearts.

You have less restraint rather than more as you grow older. Think it over and alter yourself, or we shan't have happy lives.

She was descending quicker than most women into the colourless years, and the look in her eyes confessed it.

You are young, dears, and however clever young people are, and however many books they read, they will never guess what it feels like to grow old.

It's hard to keep up with your children,' he said. 'It means keeping up with everything new. And you stay in your rut and then it's too late. Before you know it you are old.

Aging has a wonderful beauty and we should have respect for that.

Yet as I get older—and my Art fades—I find myself increasingly irked by the small matters, the minor annoyances that once I laughed off or brushed aside.

Lydia's never met a working translator as old as this before: usually they burn out, go into teaching, change careers (e.g., become drug dealers) or just retire.

In my personal life, especially as I am aging, I find that the biggest mistakes I make and the biggest risks I run all result form mindless hurrying.

I sat under my cedar tree. My mate, the mother of them, was taken- I sat under my cedar tree, Till ninety years were tolled. O maternal Earth, which rocks the fallen leaf to sleep!

An old man loved is winter with flowers.

Aunt Sarah's still smooth, unwrinkled, youthful looking face, made more charming by being framed in waves of silvery gray hair, on which the "Hand of Time," in passing, had sprinkled some of the dust from the road of life.

You'll be old yourself someday." "I know it. That's why I hate 'em.

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 anguish, into something I can bear

Social Security is neither social, nor secure.