Quotes About Aging

a man can go 70 years without a piece of ass but he can die in a week without a bowel movement.

You'll find that as you grow old, you stop bothering to hide the self you've been all along.

You'll find that as you grow old, you stop bothering to hide the self you've been all along.

Marry the man who's going to walk with you through the next fifty or sixty years. Open doors, hold your hand, make your coffee, rub lotion on the cracks of your feet, put you up on a pedestal where you belong. Is he marrying your face and your bottle-blond hair, or will he love you when you look like whoever you're going to look like in fifty years?

As Terry Pratchett observed, inside every eighty-year-old man is an eight-year-old wondering what the hell just happened to him

Just as individuals age and die, so do lineages: Only debt is forever.

Her father stood stiffly, as if his knees ached. Of a sudden Evie realized that he was, in fact, old: or at least middle-aged, which from a twenty-three-year-old perspective was the same thing. Hair thinning and graying to ashy silver, belly sagging over the waistband of the jeans he wore on his day off, a reminder that he'd met her mother after a rock concert in 1980.

I have fallen into black despair as I watch myself age, as I watch people on Facebook I care about fall sick, physically and mentally, as I watch the sincere hopefulness of our young people wither, to be replaced by their callow and pathetic hopefulness. They don't know, but we do. They will know. And perhaps we will have the last laugh, if we live long enough to see them know what we know. One can only hope.

Until we're rotten, we cannot be ripe.

Older dogs are special because they have had more rejection. Their hope is gone and, even though no one seems to know exactly how old any rescue dog is, when you adopt an older dog you are cramming their last years with love and giving them the security that comes with knowing they have a home.

Time speeds up as it goes by. Someone explained to me that there is a mathematical reason for this: as you age, each year becomes a smaller percentage of the life you have already lived.

Funny how you plod through childhood wishing for the clock to move faster, so you can enter the coveted world of adulthood where you can make your own decisions and plot your own course. Next thing you know you're wading through the uncertainty of your twenties and then trying to fix the mistakes you made in your thirties. Then without warning the pace quickens, The forties come and go and by fifty—everything takes off at warp speed.

The woman who looks back at me from my bathroom mirror is sliding toward her mid-fifties. She'd better be careful- she's getting old. I myself am about thirty. I've been thirty for about twenty-three years now.

Bill Fabrocini in The Younger Next Year Exercise Book or Thinner This Year.

So how do we keep ourselves from decaying? By changing the signals we send to our bodies. The keys to overriding the decay code are daily exercise, emotional commitment, reasonable nutrition, and a real engagement with living. But it starts with exercise.

Biologists now believe that most cells in your body are designed to fall apart after relatively short life spans, partly to let you adapt to new circumstances and partly because older cells tend to get cancer, making immortal cells not such a great idea.

Biologically, there is no such thing as retirement, or even aging. There is only growth or decay. And your body looks to you to choose between them.

Old age teaches you in a very unkind way that things won't necessarily get better. Not in this life. In fact, you can pretty much count on things degenerating. Being content is not a lack of ambition. It's being able to rest and relax and know that your worth doesn't come from what others think of you or even what you think of you.

I don't think I'll be playing the Mirage or the Tropicana when I'm 40.

When I look in the mirror, I see someone who's happy with how he looks, because I was never one of the handsome Hollywood people. And I've had success as I've gotten older, because I'm able to play characters. I no longer get the girl, but I get the part.

I judge when I need a top-up of Botox by looking in the mirror to see if I can move more than half my forehead.

When I look in the mirror, I see my late mother: I have her nose, her dark eyes - I call them chocolate eyes - I have her colouring, and my hair is greying the same way, although I use colour and she didn't.

I don't feel bad or scared about getting older in terms of my looks or anything like that. I'm not afraid of my face changing. I enjoy seeing my face change. I think it's really interesting. I wouldn't want to have same face for my whole life. It would be boring to look at the same face in the mirror for 80 years.

I feel old only when I look at my hands or at myself in the mirror.