Quotes About Aging

White hair often covers the head, but the heart that holds it is ever young.

I really believe that no matter how old people get, they tend to change in certain ways depending on how people treat them - they change their colors.

If a person hasn't ever experienced true despair, she grows old never knowing how to evaluate where she is in life; never understanding what joy really is.

But if a person hasn't ever experienced true despair, she grows old never knowing how to evaluate where she is in life; never understanding what joy really is. I'm grateful for it.

When you've fallen in love, broken up, lost a love one, and start getting older, everything seems the same. I couldn't tell what was good and what was bad, what was better and what was worse. I simply didn't want to have any more bad memories. I wished that time could stop, and summer will never come to an end. I felt vulnerable.

Per quanto uno possa invecchiare, l'amore è qualcosa che nel momento in cui te ne rendi conto, ormai lo stai già vivendo. Ce ne sono di due tipi; quelli di cui si riesce a vedere la fine e quelli di cui non è possibile. Siamo soltanto noi stessi che possiamo dire di quale dei due si tratti. Il fatto che non si riesca a vedere la fine, è il segno che si tratta di qualcosa di enorme.

but if a person hasn't ever experienced true despair, she grows old never knowing how to evaluate where she is in life; never understanding what joy really is.

I really believe that no matter how old people get, they tend to change in certain ways depending on how people treat them - they can change their colours.

no matter how old people get, they tend to change in certain ways depending on how people treat them—they change their colors.

But if a person has never experienced true despair, she grows old never knowing how to evaluate where she is in life; never understanding what joy really is.

Life can be so hard. Yes. But if a person hasn't experienced true despair, she grows old never knowing how to evaluate where she is in life; never understanding what joy really is. I'm grateful for it.

If one day I have wrinkles and I don't like it, I don't know if I'll cut myself but maybe... a little botox, fillers?

Conversations don't get any better as you get older.

When I grow up, I too will go to faraway places, and when I grow old, I too will live beside the sea.

The important part of growing older was the growing part. Resisting change meant forever standing still, which was a sad way to live.

smile. "It's growing old that's painful. That's when reality hits. You find yourself with special memories that have nowhere to go and dreams that will never be fulfilled, and it doesn't matter how whimsical or impossible those dreams were. While they were yours, they were lovely." She sighed. "At my age, there isn't much point left in dreaming. That's the painful part.

after my diagnosis, I panicked every time I felt a pain. Then I decided that hope was a better way to go. I choose to believe that I'll live to grow old.

Still there were times, as Jill whirled through her final preparations, when Emily stood watching her, wondering where the years had gone, wishing them back.

Like this cemetery, she was old and dry and what she had once been or even later represented had begun to slip from memory.

I suppose by the time one is seventy one can say confidently and from a personal experiece that things will pass. At thirty one is still living experimentally, guessing that they will yet almost hoping that they will not.

On the threshold of sixty,' mused Dr. Parnell. 'That's a good age for a man to marry. He needs a woman to help him into his grave.

When we grow older we lack the fine courage of youth, and even an ordinary task like making a pullover for somebody we love or used to love seems too dangerous to be undertaken.

Miss Limpsett was older, uglier and more untidy than I had remembered. She had obviously had a hard and tiring day, for her grey hair was awry as if she had been running her fingers through it, and there was ink on her fingers. Her face was haggard, and it occurred to me that it was not only this day which had been hard and tiring, but all days and even life itself.

Four people on the verge of retirement, each one of us living alone, and without any close relative near – that's us.