The delight of opening a new pursuit or a new course of reading imparts the vivacity and novelty of youth even to old age.
A graceful and honorable old age is the childhood of immortality.
Old age may have its limitations and challenges, but in spite of them, our latter years can be some of the most rewarding and fulfilling of our lives.
That's the privilege of old age: You don't have to remember.
Old age isn't a battle old age is a massacre.
I admire those people who hold on to their elegance in old age but I'd rather have fun.
There is always some chance of recession in any year. But the evidence suggests that expansions don't die of old age.
The public has lost faith in the ability of Social Security and Medicare to provide for old age. They've lost faith in the banking system and in conventional medical insurance.
Not everything in old age is grim. I haven't walked through an airport for years, and wheelchairs are the way to travel.
And I experienced the bitter helplessness of a taunted old man dying to be whole again.
After having imposed itself on us like the egomaniac it is, clamouring about its own needs, foisting upon us its own sordid and perilous desires, the body's final trick is simply to absent itself. Jus...
But Saeed’s father was thinking also of the future, even though he did not say this to Saeed, for he feared that if he said this to his son that his son might not go, and he knew above all else that h...
Creyó por primera vez entender por qué se decía que la vida es sueño: si uno vive bastante, los hechos de su vida, como los de un sueño, su vuelven incomunicables porque a nadie interesan.
For the last four years of her life, Mother was in a nursing home called Chateins in St. Louis ... [S]ix months before she died I sent a Mother's Day card. There was a horrible, mushy poem in it. I re...
Godfrey's wife Charmian sat with her eyes closed, attempting to put her thoughts into alphabetical order which Godfrey had told her was better than no order at all, since she now had grasp of neither...
He had perhaps seen fifty springs and was therefore already very old, but his tireless body moved with an agility I myself often lacked.
He knew what the wind was doing to them, where it was taking them, to all the secret places that were never so secret again in life.
How terrible, Jack thought, to be old and know that your life has been wasted.
I am deep in my willed habits. From the outside, I suppose I look like an unoccupied house with one unconvincing night-light left on. Any burglar could look through my curtains and conclude I am empty...
I blushed. You haven't seen a bald man in his sixties blush? Oh, it happens, just as it does to a hairy, spotty fifteen-year-old. And because it's rarer, it sends the blusher tumbling back to that tim...
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