Quotes About Aging

The elderly ladies were rouged and mascaraed and hennaed and used blue hair rinse and eye shadow and wore costume jewelry, and many of them were proud and stared at you with expressions that did not belong to their age.

Because of unhappiness, at a certain age, the brain starts to die back.

But how we love looking fine in the eyes of the world—how beautiful are the old when they are doing a snow job!

The elderly are spooky when they degenerate into reflections of their younger selves. They say things that make sense on some grammatical level, but it's not always connected to reality.

Research shows that loneliness damages the body in much the same way as aging.1, 2 It sure felt that way. Every day felt like losing a fight. I learned that loneliness isn't fixed by listening to other people talk. You can cure your loneliness only by doing the talking yourself and—most important—being heard.

Once we turn, it's new pretty, middle pretty, late pretty." Shay dropped her arms, and her board stopped drifting. "Then dead pretty.

These feet won't bear the woman Up the steep steps as lightheartedly They did the skipping child long years ago.

Mefistófeles: Sexo desgraçado, sempre na ilusão! Seduzidos sempre, desde o pai Adão! Velhos ficam todos - mas inteligentes? Não caíste ainda em logros bastantes?

One need only grow old to become gentler in one's judgments. I see no fault committed which I could not have committed myself.

William James speculated that subjective time was measured in novel experiences, which become rarer as you get older.

We live in the shadow of a great lie, and by the time we figure out that it is a lie we are closing in on death and have become irrelevant consumers, and a new generation of young and relevant consumers takes our place in the great chain of shopping.

Wise men never grow up; indeed, they grow younger, for they lose the appalling worldly wisdom of youth.

How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.

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

O sad, sad hills! O cold, cold hearth! In sorrow he learned this truth — One may return to the place of his birth, He cannot go back to his youth.

How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.

Transforming the human experience of aging into spiritual enlightenment in the service of peace on Earth.

Love is the word used to label the sexual excitement of the young, the habituation of the middle-aged, and the mutual dependence of the old.

As for dying, he didn't believe that he was frightened of it: the manner of it, perhaps, but not the fact of it. After all, he had reached an age where dying had started to become an objective reality instead of an abstract concept.

Contentment is a very underrated feeling, but you only learn that as you get older, and with it comes regret that it took you so long to realize what you'd been missing.

although his physician had advised him not to be overly concerned about forgetting facts and names, and he should begin to worry only if he stopped noticing that he couldn't remember them—if, in essence, he forgot that he was forgetting.

he had more days behind him than ahead.

He'd long ago figured that you knew you were aging when you couldn't hum any tune on the Billboard Hot 100.

What I wonder is, maybe the world is growing older. Less all alive. Or is it only my growing older?