Quotes About Aging

When I was young, I was very blessed to have this insight that my best work would be when I was an older actress. I just always knew that as a young actress.

I'm real critical of myself and if I take the bandana off my head I'm completely bald headed and go from being 58 to looking 68 instantly.

I've got a rubber face. It has always served me very well and really helps, especially as I get older, because I still have all my road map intact, and I can use it at will.

I think there's always the whole expectation that men can age and look fine, and girls have to be all conscious. But guys can also keep their skin intact.

Women with a higher intake of berries appeared to have delayed cognitive aging by 2.5 years. So it's like your brain is 2.5 years younger if you're eating berries.

As I've gotten older, I've had to change my food intake.

I watch people get older and lose their intellectual acuity; you lose that sharpness, that cleanness, that brain that you worked so hard on and that you were gifted with and lose the gifts that were given.

You can add five years to your lifespan by just making intelligent lifestyle choices.

I intend to grow old very disgracefully.

Baby boomers don't go out as much, they aren't interacting with each other and they would rather stay home and watch TV. That's the audience for a guy like me, unless I'm doing 'Bad Santa.'

Something that's interesting is how my perspective on different events can change over time even though the events themselves haven't changed. As I get older, I interpret something differently, or I can even interpret a person differently.

It's not that we simply get old, and memory starts to go, and sleep starts to deteriorate. But those two things actually are significantly interrelated.

I still get a rush of adrenaline after a big game, but the older I get, the more I laugh at the days when I was nervous to interview an athlete or coach.

Sometimes I think that jealousy, like skiing, is only for those with enough youthful stamina and energy to endure it. As people get older, they finally give jealousy up, or at least they put it off for as long as possible until there's such incontrovertible evidence

I'm dying and use words like gaunt . When I weigh 125, which is almost but not quite what Vogue might be able to deal with, I look as old as Jeanne Moreau when she's just murdered someone.

Those women, her age and a little older, who'd all gone crazy or who were hooking in the Polo Lounge or who were married to real old movie stars and had to look old too, to match. Those occasional men of genius who, like one friend of hers, could cast the right person for the right part and never miss—never.

In 1990 [Claudette Colbert] wished Vanity Fair readers "a fabulous new decade. I'm praying to make it to 2000. After all, I'll only be 97." She didn't quite make it.

It was Joan Blondell's good fortune—and good sense—to develop a screen character that aged well. When middle age and increasing weight took their toll, she was able to segue into playing wry, wisecracking old dames. Many of her contemporaries fell by the wayside, but Joan stayed busy. She didn't maintain the high-profile popularity she'd had in the early 1930s, but she kept working, to critical acclaim.

The leaves fall early this autumn, in wind.The paired butterflies are already yellow with AugustOver the grass in the West garden;They hurt me. I grow older.

The faces of most American women over thirty are relief maps of petulant and bewildered unhappiness.

It is in the thirties that we want friends. In the forties we know they won't save us any more than love did.

But the old are more resilient than you think. They get used to bad indigestion, putting up with arthritis, gout, gammy legs, bad backs, you name it. They almost expect to hurt.

I've seen it before: a good-looking, middle-aged woman in a dead marriage; they find some young handsome bloke, and it's love's young dream all over again. I think they're trying to recapture their youth, or something. Perhaps they think it's their last chance at romance, or having a last bite of the big, emotional cherry. All I know is, when they get like this, they fall harder than a ton of bricks.

It's funny, when you're a child you think time will never go by, but when you hit about twenty, time passes like you're on the fast train to Memphis. I guess life just slips up on everybody. It sure did on me.