Quotes About Aging

I went downstairs and carried the dog upstair in my arms. It's laboured breathing and glazing eye showed that it was not far from its end. Indeed, its snow-white muzzle proclaimed that it had already exceeded the usual term of canine existence. I placed it upon a cushion on the rug.

The furrows upon his brow had been cut a little deeper by Time's chisel.

I understood that he left me at the end of his long life just as naturally as the leaves fall from the trees.

He stood with his two frail hands on his cane and his eyes closed, and breathed in deeply the scent of the past. Sometimes, he sighed, I think the things I remember are more real than the things I see.

Mlade devojke uvek u srcu nose svakojake nerazumne nade. Nade su kao ukras za kosu. Devojke žele da nose previše ukrasa. Kad ostare, izgledaju glupo ako nose ?ak i samo jedan.

You'll be wrinkled yourself one day." "But some of his wrinkles are the way he's made," I said. "The back of his head is as old as the front, but it's as smooth as an egg.

Young girls hope all sorts of foolish things, Sayuri. Hopes are like hair ornaments. Girls want to wear too many of them. When they become old women they look silly wearing even one.

Las esperanzas son como los adornos del pelo. De joven se pueden llevar demasiados. Pero cuando envejeces, tan sólo uno ya te hace parecer tonta.

And yet when his death happened only a few months later, I understood that he left me at the end of his long life just as naturally as the leaves fall from the trees.

De joven se sueña todo tipo de tonterías, Sayuri. Las esperanzas son como los adornos del pelo. De joven se pueden llevar demasiados. Pero cuando envejeces, tan solo uno ya te hace parecer tonta.

Eddie Carbone had never expected to have a destiny. A man works, raises his family, goes bowling, eats, gets old, and then he dies. Now, as the weeks passed, there was a future, there was a trouble that would not go away.

It was in my twenties that I felt old, that was when time was an abrasive wheel grinding me down. But it was not so much death I feared as insignificance.

A pena está para o pensamento como a bengala está para o andar. Da mesma maneira que se caminha com mais leveza sem bengala, o pensamento mais pleno se dá sem a pena. Apenas quando uma pessoa começa a ficar velha ela gosta de usar bengala e pena.

everyone desires to achieve old age, that is to say a condition in which one can say: Today is bad, and day by day it will get worse - until at last the worst of all arrives.

Morta la vecchia, debito saldato.

Nonetheless, everyone desires to achieve old age, that is to say a condition in which one can say: 'Today it is bad, and day by day it will get worse – until at last the worst of all arrives.

Their lives have a size and a shape now. Estha has his and Rahel hers. Edges, Borders, Boundaries, Brinks and Limits have appeared like a team of trolls on their separate horizons. Short creatures with long shadows, patrolling the Blurry End. Gentle half-moons have gathered under their eyes and they are as old as Ammu was when she died. Thirty-one. Not old. Not young. But a viable die-able age.

Now they were old. Old enough. A viable, die-able age.

Like an old man with rheumy eyes watching children play, seeing only transience in their shrill elation and their wholehearted commitment to life.

Her face was pale and as wrinkled as a dhobi's thumb from being in water for too long.

Your chances of avoiding the nursing home are directly related to the number of children you have

We're always trotting out some story of a ninety-seven-year-old who runs marathons, as if such cases were not miracles of biological luck but reasonable expectations for all. Then, when our bodies fail to live up to this fantasy, we feel as if we somehow have something to apologize for.

This is the consequence of a society that faces the final phase of the human life cycle by trying not to think about it. We end up with institutions that address any number of societal goals—from freeing up hospital beds to taking burdens off families' hands to coping with poverty among the elderly—but never the goal that matters to the people who reside in them: how to make life worth living when we're weak and frail and can't fend for ourselves anymore.

assisted living isn't really built for the sake of older people so much as for the sake of their children.