Old age is the new childhood.
That's the privilege of old age: You don't have to remember.
Eighteenth-century doctors prescribed sugar pills for nearly everything: heart problems, headache, consumption, labor pains, insanity, old age, and blindness. Hence, the French expression 'like an apo...
Aging is something! It always makes you remember yesterday!
There is no old age. There is, as there always was, only you.
The Little Boy and the Old ManSaid the little boy, Sometimes I drop my spoon.Said the old man, I do that too.The little boy whispered, I wet my pants.I do that too, laughed the little old man.Said the...
Oh, once you’ve been initiated into the Elderly, the world doesn’t want you back. Veronica settled herself in a rattan chair and adjusted her hat just so. We—by whom I mean anyone over sixty—commit tw...
I just got a rather nasty shock. In looking for something or other I came across the fact that one of my cats is about to be nine years old, and that another of them will shortly thereafter be eight;...
I am involved in a lot of nonprofits. And when I reached the ripe old age of 60, I wanted to provide leadership to some I had been involved in.
If we live long enough, we become caricatures of ourselves.
They rarely look at Baba -- the teenagers -- and then only with cold indifference, or even subtle disdain, as if my father should have known better than to allow old age and decay to happen to him.
And I experienced the bitter helplessness of a taunted old man dying to be whole again.
People don't love each other at our age, Marthe—they please each other, that's all. Later on, when you're old and impotent, you can love someone. At our age, you just think you do. That's all it is.
I feel thin, sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread.
Older age has taught one crucial lesson about life. It has taught me that regardless of where I've been I still have much to see and despite every fall I still haven't experienced it all.
The greatest trick you can teach an old dog is how to learn new tricks.
The Little Boy and the Old ManSaid the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."Said the old man, "I do that too."The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."I do that too," laughed the little old man.S...
The hands were ivory-coloured, the skin finely wrinkled everywhere, like the crust on a pool of wax, and under it appreared livid bruises, arthritic nodes, irregular tea-brown stains. ...The flesh und...
I'm not senile, I snapped. If I burn the house down it will be on purpose.
An old, tired man. That is what I am. What became of the old fire, drive, ambition? There were dreams once upon a time, dreams now all but forgotten. On sad days I dust them off and fondle them nostal...