Quotes About Aging

Our lives can't be measured by our final years, of this I am sure.

Even now, I struggle to convince myself that I'm a fully grown adult, doing fully adult things. I'm not sure the ageing, wrinkled exterior ever quite convinces the innocent inner child that this is the real deal, that this is what's really happening.

Like, even if something dramatic or terrible in your life doesn't happen, just the act of growing older is like a massive trauma anyway.

whatever happened to the nice old guy with the purple bandana?

Men are even worse: a hundred rounds of cell division are needed to make sperm, with each round linked inexorably to more mutations. Because sperm production goes on throughout life, round after round of cell division, the older the man, the worse it gets. As the geneticist James Crow put it, the greatest mutational health hazard in the population is fertile old men.

The older you get, the more you live with ghosts.

Older people were immigrants in their own country. They had not been born to the idea of rapid change, not like us.

You'll be well," Hereswith said. "I'll be well. I'm older and I say so. And on your birthday and mine, we'll drink a toast, each to the other, and one day we'll hold hands again.

Breguswith's eyes were hard, bright blue, with none of that milky aging Hild saw in Æffe's and Brugen's eyes.

After a certain age, any new friends we make in our attempt to replace the ones we've lost are like glass eyes, false teeth and wooden legs.

Stay out of the sun, because it is the worst thing in terms of aging. I'm very medical. I come from a medical family.

One of the symptoms of senile dementia is suspicion and the other is paranoia.

This [waxed paper] is the paper that is perfect for keeping air-dried hams fresh. You could use cling film but it often causes the ham to sweat, and is rather wasteful. I have also reached the age where I can no longer find the end of the roll. Ditto sellotape. Ditto bloody everything.

And could a man sink to such triviality, such meanness, such nastiness? Could he change so much? And is it true to life? Yes, it is all true to life. All this can happen to a man. The ardent youth of today would start back in horror if you could show him his portrait in old age. As you pass from the soft years of youth into harsh, hardening manhood, be sure you take with you on the way all the humane emotions, do not leave them on the road: you will not pick them up again afterwards!

Dreadful and fearsome is the old age which will come, for it gives nothing back, nothing in return!

Tatl? gençlik y?llar?ndan, ileri ya?lar?n sert, kat? y?llar?na giderken tüm insanc?l e?ilimlerinizi, duygular?n?z? yan?n?za almay? unutmay?n, yolda b?rakmay?n onlar?, sonra yerlerinden kald?ramazs?n?z. Hemen ileride sizi beklemekte olan ya?l?l?k korkunçtur, hiçbir ?eyi geri vermez! Mezar bile ondan daha merhametli, daha lütufkard?r...

Old age is woman's hell.

We all become caricatures of ourselves, if we live long enough

I was an old man, the father of the vilified. Would this be my life from here on out? Was I to become the argumentative man who can't control the volume of his own voice? The conspiracy nut with boxes of data who spouts dates and facts, as if coincidence alone can prove the existence of God?

But in the same way a man's nose and ears become exaggerated as he ages, so do the psychological issues that define him. We

There's a reason why forty, fifty, and sixty don't look the way they used to, and it's not because of feminism, or better living through exercise. It's because of hair dye. In the 1950's only 7 percent of American women dyed their hair; today there are parts of Manhattan and Los Angeles where there are no gray-haired women at all.

Old elbows," she told me. "A woman's elbows always give her age away.

As we age and plasticity declines, it becomes increasingly difficult for us to change in response to the world, even if we want to. We find familiar types of stimulation pleasurable; we seek out like-minded individuals to associate with, and research shows we tend to ignore or forget, or attempt to discredit, information that does not match our beliefs, or perception of the world, because it is very distressing and difficult to think and perceive in unfamiliar ways.

As I get considerably beyond the biblical allotment of three score years and ten, I feel with increasing intensity that I can express my gratitude for still being around on the oxygen-side of the earth's crust only by not standing pat on what I have hitherto known and loved. While oxygen lasts, there are still new things to love, especially if compassion is a form of love.