Quotes About Aging

through right nutrition and exercise. If you don't equate the body with who you are, when beauty fades, vigor diminishes

No longer expecting to be beautiful and touched with grace till the end of her days, she was coming to the realization that whereas once, in his courtship, Father might have embodied the infinite possibilities of loving, he had aged and gone dull, made stupid, perhaps, by his travels and his work, so that more and more he only demonstrated his limits, that he had reached them, and that he would never move beyond them.

I don't understand it either, Mom," I answered, fidgeting. Even though my old bedroom had been completely redone, it held an uncanny power to make me feel like a child again. "But you don't need to worry about me. I'll be fine. I promise." She made a move to rise, and I offered my arm. Getting up and down, I noticed, had recently become an effort for her. "You

Age seemed to have come down on him as winter comes on the hills after a storm.

She rose, and walking across the floor stood gazing at herself for a long time in the brightly lit mirror above the mantelpiece. The lines in her face came out terribly; she looked old; and when a girl looks old to herself, how does she look to other people?

People, I had by this time found, all stopped living at one time or another, however many years longer they continued to be alive ...

you always look your age, down to the last minute

I could certainly subscribe to the notion that life ends in old age, sickness, and death—but later, later.

At my age (seventy-eight), I realize that everyone, or almost everyone except Hitler, will be forgotten from this period; if a writer can shore up an eroding coastline for a decade or two, that's the only "immortality" we'll ever know on this dying planet.

That's one of the problems—and joys—of old age: every time you read a book it's the first.

Older guys have too much emotional baggage. They've already lived their lives.

A middle-aged man who's probably down to jerking off every other day. A weary man of forty who's already seen everything come around twice, who let me fuck him that once in a hole where whole armies of men have doubtless passed.

He looked out over the shirtless, muscled, tanned men and realised that right here, on this disco floor, there was such a concentration of fashion, slimming, money, bleaching, plastic surgery, psychotherapy – and all for naught. In a few years they'd all be old walruses, and in a few more, dead.

Any piece of furniture, I don't care how beautiful it is, has got to be lived with, and kicked about, and rubbed down, and mistreated..., and repolished, and knocked around and dusted and sat on or slept in or eaten off of before it develops its real character, Selina said.

I wish you'd come for six months. I seem to have got a big burst of energy writing this whereas sometimes I haven't enough strength to hold pen or pencil. You will find that one day as you get older. I worry about you and your traveling to the different places. Nowhere is safe now. My undying love to you.

MARTIN (Serious) Am I too young for Alzheimer's? STEVIE Probably. Isn't it nice to be too young for something?

I must reluctantly observe that two causes, the abbreviation of time, and the failure of hope, will always tinge with a browner shade the evening of life.

In my youth I loved climbing and scrambling up rocks and mountains: now I seldom intrude on the dweller of a second story, and my greatest enemy or friend may avoid me altogether on the third; so humbled is the aspiring spirit of my youth.

As we grow older, we become more aware of the larger flow of life

Marriage may not be a perfect state, but it is a protection, especially as we get older. And we are all getting older, my dear.

I know' said Patrick. 'It was a terrible shock to me when I realized I was getting too old to die young anymore.

We are all bodies, but the dying body starts decaying right before our eyes. And those narratives that tell us what it's like to live, and die, inside those bodies are helpful to all of us, because no matter how old we are, our bodies never stop being mysterious to us.

We already have posterity, I said. When?' We were babies and we grew old

When I was younger, I wasn't concentrating on good days. I was managing a career and trying to have a good year. It would always 'lead' to something, which never leads to anything except death, where everything leads to. And then as I got older, and then I had my kids and everything, I began to appreciate a great Wednesday.