“When I no longer thrill to the first snow of the season, I'll know I'm growing old.”— Lady Bird Johnson, izquotes.com
“I think people would live a bit longer if they didn't know how old they were. Age puts restrictions on things.”— Karl Pilkington, goodreads.com
“You know you’re getting old... When the priests don't even look at you anymore.”— thelonewolf2913, reddit.com
“I am fifty-two years of age. I am a bishop in the Anglican Church, and a few people might be constrained to say that I was reasonably responsible. In the land of my birth I cannot vote, whereas a young person of eighteen can vote. And why? Because he or she possesses that wonderful biological attrib…”— Desmond Tutu, en.wikiquote.org
“Son: "I don't want to walk to school tomorrow, dad!" Dad: "When Abraham Lincoln was your age son, he had to walk 12 miles each day to get to school!" Son: "Well dad... ...when Abraham lincoln was your age, he was president!”— googledegreeguy, reddit.com
“We build upon the sand, and the older we become, the more unstable this foundation becomes.”— Alfred Nobel, en.wikiquote.org
“Before men decline into old age, even in the very bloom of youth, they are involved in many troubles, and they cannot escape from the cares, weariness, sorrows, fears, griefs, inconveniences, and anxieties to which mortal life is subject.”— John Calvin, amazon.com
“Some kids in Italy call me 'Mama Jazz; I thought that was so cute. As long as they don't call me 'Grandma Jazz.”— Ella Fitzgerald, ellafitzgerald.com
“From the very nature of progress, all ages must be transitional. If they were not, the world would be at a stand-still and death would speedily ensue. It is one of the tamest of platitudes but it is always introduced by a flourish of trumpets.”— Gertrude Stein, en.wikiquote.org
“Youth calls to age across the tired years: 'What have you found,' he cries, 'what have you sought?" 'What have you found,' age answers through his tears, 'What have you sought.”— Dylan Thomas, amazon.com
“The force that through the green fuse drives the flower Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees Is my destroyer. And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.”— Dylan Thomas, internal.org
“So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?”— Harriet Beecher Stowe, amazon.com
“It seems to me that the years between eighteen and twenty-eight are the hardest, psychologically. It’s then you realize this is make or break, you no longer have the excuse of youth, and it is time to become an adult – but you are not ready.”— Helen Mirrin, amazon.com