Growing old is mandatory but growing up is optional.
Every man desires to live long, but no man wishes to be old.
It is a mistake to regard age as a downhill grade toward dissolution. The reverse is true. As one grows older, one climbs with surprising strides.
With age come the inner, the higher life. Who would be forever young, to dwell always in externals?
I grow more intense as I age.
There is no old age. There is, as there always was, just you.
Your age doesn’t lie. Neither does that face.
Some people are toddlers with 70 years of experience.
I’m old enough to remember when pie in the sky was airline food.
It is not how old I am that matters to me, but how old I look.
You know you’re getting old when happy hour is a nap.
The first 40 years of your childhood are always the hardest.
Just remember, once you’re over the hill you begin to pick up speed.
Age is just a number? Yeah and weed is just a plant!!!!!
The man who views the world at fifty the same as he did at twenty has wasted thirty years of his life.
My grandkids believe I’m the oldest thing in the world. And after two or three hours with them, I believe it, too.
Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter.
Age is no guarantee of maturity.
The old believe everything; the middle- aged suspect everything; the young know everything!
Age is not a particularly interesting subject. Anyone can get old. All you have to do is live long enough.
Young men’s minds are always changeable, but when an old man is concerned in a matter, he looks both before and after.
Life is like a hot bath. It feels good while you’re in it, but the longer you stay in, the more wrinkled you get.