And there was this sweet-looking little old lady with her white hair in a bun and everything, the typical grandmother type, and she was swearing her head off. I guess Alzheimer's had brought out her inner sailor.
Old age isn't so bad when you consider the alternatives.
Werewolves never joke about age, he said solemnly. Why not? Connor shrugged, a smile teasing his lips. I dunno, he finally admitted. I just thought it sounded good.
I miss being the age when I thought I'd have my shit together by the time I was the age I am now..
Life versus Death becomes, as Montaigne pointed out, Old Age versus Death.
At the crossroad in my life, I didn't know which way to go. I just mindlessly choose a random direction... then, after regretting my decision I tried to retrace my steps. However, without even realizing it the sun had already set.
I have a thing for things that last.
All things old become new again. In my youth the athletes had crew cuts and the hippies had long hair. Now the athletes have long hair and the hippies are bald.
The heat of youth is not more opposed to safety than the coldness of age.
Yet he refused to be depressed. Instead, Morrie had become a lightning rod of ideas.
I know that age, it's a particularly obstinate one, and a thousand bogies won't make you fear the future. A pity we can't change over.
Nat: Maybe you broke something. Midge: I know. Never fall down, never fall down! Nat: Ah, it's nothing. I fall down every morning. I get up, I have a cup of coffee, I fall down. That's the system. Two years old, you stand up and then BOOM! seventy years later, you fall down again.
We're so old that the winds of age echo along our ribs and pick at our eye sockets. We could be gone tomorrow. A chill, say, or a little slip on the cliff side. I feel as fragile as a dried flower. I rattle a little in the moving air, but I'm only coherent dust-a shape of what once was. My essence is going.
I wondered if that's what aging felt like. That desire and reality were dueling until the day you die, that nobody every got to a place of peace. I had always wanted to get old so I didn't
How many years went by unnoticed, unembraced?
... forty's nothing, at fifty you're in your prime, sixty's the new forty, and so on.
Experience trumps age,' he said. 'We have to find ways to experience because that's how we learn, that's how we know.
Age makes you want to hold everyone you love as close as you can.
The time is now, the person is you; better your life and become a name to conjure with in this day and age.
The faded glittering in his eyes is like a falling star on a dull autumn's day.