Quotes About Aging

Angelina said, "Mom. I don't want you to die. That's the whole thing. You took from me the ability to care for you in your old age, and I wanted to be with you when you died, when you die. Mom. I wanted that.

She could hear in the darkness of her car how his breathing was quicker now; and her own was, too. She wanted to say their hears were too old for this now; you can't keep doing this to a heart, can't keep expecting your heart to pull through.

They say that's what happens as you get older. You think about the things of your youth.

guess many of us have regrets, he wrote, but my regrets seem to grow as I get older.

after a certain point in a marriage, you stopped having a certain kind of fight, Olive thought, because when the years behind you were more than the years in front of you, things were different.

Who's going to take care of all those old white people? Where are new businesses going to come from?" Bob

oh, what young people did not know. They did not know that lumpy, aged, and wrinkled bodies were as needy as their own young, firm ones, that love was not to be tossed away carelessly, as if it were a tart on a platter with others that got passed around again. No, if love was available, one chose it, or didn't choose

Ed era troppo tardi. Nessuno vuole mai credere che sia troppo tardi, ma lo sta sempre diventando. E poi lo è.

Earlier in their marriage, they'd had fights that had made Olive feel sick the way she felt now. But after a certain point in a marriage, you stopped having a certain kind of fight, Olive thought, because when the years behind you were more than the years in front of you, things were different.

He understood that he was a seventy-four-year-old man who looks back at life and marvels that it unfolded as it did, who feels unbearable regret for all the mistakes made.

He seemed younger to me. I felt older every day.

they had joked about that - how the girl had no idea, as the plunked down their mugs of coffee, that her own arm would someday be sprinkled with age spots, or that cups of coffee had to be planned since blood pressure medicine made you widdle so much, that life picked up speed, and then most of it was gone - made you breathless, really.

they had joked about that—how the girl had no idea, as she plunked down their mugs of coffee, that her own arm would someday be sprinkled with age spots, or that cups of coffee had to be planned since blood pressure medicine made you widdle so much, that life picked up speed, and then most of it was gone—made you breathless, really.

Hopes are like hair ornaments. Girls want to wear too many of them. When they become old women they look silly wearing even one.

We watch the boy grow into a young man and then grow old and die, but it is still the same man.

De levenswijsheid van een grijsaard kun je lezen uit zijn rimpels, de moed van een veldheer uit zijn verwondingen. Zo is ieder met wat hem getekend heeft getooid.

What an old maid I'm getting to be. lacking the courage to be in love with death!

For believe me, in this world which is ever slipping from under our feet, it is the prerogative of friendship to grow old with one's friends.

The closing years of life are like the end of a masquerade party when the masks are dropped.

I am 54 and age is slowly writing itself on my face.

We are all of us clocks whose faces tell the passing years.

nothing dies of old age. Everything dies of something.

Es la duda la que mantiene joven a la gente. La certeza es como un virus maligno. Te contagia de vejez.

Por aquí han pasado novedades editoriales cuya lectura emprendía con ilusión y curiosidad; pero, a medida que me hago mayor, me inclino más por los viejos conocidos, hermanos de la costa que nunca son del todo viejos porque tienen la cualidad de amoldarse, renovados, frescos y sabios, a la mirada cada vez más fatigada de este su lector. (Prologando «El enigma de las arenas» de Childers...)