Old Quotes - Page 2

Old ones should respect the energy of youths and youths should respect the experience of old ones.

Fate is a woman, I said to them. In fact, she is three women. Young, like us, so that they will have the courage to be cruel, having no weight of memory to teach temperance. Young, but so old, older than any stone. Their hair is silver, but full and long. Their eyes are black. But when they are at their work they become dogs, wolves, for they are hounds of death, and also hounds of joy. They take the strands of life in their jaws, and sometimes they are careful with their jagged teeth, and sometimes they are not. They gallop around a great monolith, the stone that pierces our Sphere where the meridians meet, that turns the Earth and pins it in place in the world. It is called the Spindle of Necessity, and all round it the wolves of fate run, and run, and run, and the patterns of their winding are the patterns of the world. Nothing can occur without them, but they take no sides. I could also say that there is such a stone, such a place, but the dogs who are women died long ago, and left the strands to fall, and we have been helpless ever since. That in a wolfless world we must find our own way. That is more comforting to me. I want my own way, I want to falter; I want to fail, and I want to be redeemed. All these things I want to spool out from the spindle that is me, not the spindle of the world. But I have heard both tales.

I really believe that more harm is done by old men who cling to their influence than by young men who anticipate it.

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 have to care anymore, but I began to think that it would be best just to skip the getting older part and just die.

No gains without pains.

Old age is by nature rather talkative.

One trouble with growing older is that it gets progressively tougher to find a famous historical figure who didn't amount to much when he was your age.

And in the past, Archie wondered, was it just that fewer people cheated? Were they more honest, and did they leave their front doors open, did they leave their kids with the neighbors, pay social calls, run up tabs with the butcher? The funny thing about getting old in a country is people always want to hear that from you. They want to hear it really was once a green and pleasant land. They need it.

And to Tiger Lily he suddenly, inexplicably, seemed older than her, and wiser, and the thought hit her hard that it wasn't fair, because she'd suffered, and there he was, looking like he knew so much more than she ever would.

I was the first face you saw when you were born, you were bald as my hair ran black. Now yours the last face I saw before I died, your hair ran black, as I was bald.

Extreme right-wingers are known for giving God a bad name; extreme left-wingers are known for giving God a weak name. He's not as simple as conservative versus liberal, old versus new. His wings are balanced. God is both and neither.

No Spring nor Summer beauty hath such grace As I have seen in one Autumnal face.

George Macdonald said, 'If you knew what God knows about death you would clap your listless hands', but instead I find old people in North America just buying this whole youth obsession. I think growing older is a wonderful privilege. I want to learn to glorify God in every stage of my life.

Time makes everything mean and shabby and wrinkled. The tragedy of life, Howard, is not that the beautiful things die young, but that they grow old and mean.

How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are?

Happy the man who gains sagacity in youth but thrice happy he who retains the fervour of youth in age.

So lively brisk old fellow don't let age get you down. White hairs or not you can still be a lover.

A culture which doesn't believe in region and religion is like a rock music, noise for old generation & nirvana for the young ones.

It is the fear of being as dependent as a young child while not being loved as a child is loved but merely being kept alive against one's will.

Youthfulness is about how you live not when you were born.

As long as you keep on walking on the old paths, you will never have footprints on the new paths!

Before you contradict an old man my fair friend you should endeavour to understand him.

Yes I'm 68 but when I was a boy I was too poor to smoke so knock off ten years. That makes me 58. And since I never developed the drinking habit you can knock off ten more years. So I'm 48 - in the prime of my life. Retire? Retire to what?

You cannot act in the old way, as you got used to, as you have been programmed in your childhood, you will have to change yourself or otherwise you will not survive

We were young. Everyone was young in those days. That’s the main complaint you hear from people who are getting old. You stop seeing young people. You begin to wonder if there are any left and whether there were only young people when you were young.

I advise you to go on living solely to enrage those who are paying your annuities. It is the only pleasure I have left.

People forget that old women were young once, but d'you think we old women forget? In my heart, I'm still thirty.

At one time, most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed, it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old, the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe.

Grow old with me! The best is yet to be The last of life for which the first was made: Our times are in his hands Who sayeth "a whole I plant Youth shows but half Trust God see all nor be afraid."

Money is the most beautiful woman in the world;even when old and wrinkled, men are head-over-heals in love with her.

It is gracious to have old people full of vitality and endowed with wisdom in our society.

I feel age like an icicle down my back.

I am of old and young, of the foolish as much as the wise,Regardless of others, ever regardful of others,Maternal as well as paternal, a child as well as a man,Stuffed with the stuff that is course, and stuffed with the stuff that is fine, one of the nation, of many nations, the smallest the same and the the largest

All that is gold does not glitter,Not all those who wander are lost;The old that is strong does not wither,Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

The role of a retired person is no longer to possess one.

He that has seen both sides of fifty has lived to little purpose if he has no other views of the world than he had when he was much younger.

Dignity high station or great riches are in some sort necessary to old men in order to keep the younger at a distance who are otherwise too apt to insult them upon the score of their age.

Young people, nowadays, imagine that money is everything.Yes, murmured Lord Henry, settling his button-hole in his coat; and when they grow older they know it.

The less respect an older person deserves the more certain he is to demand it from anyone younger.

He turned to take one last look at the Old People’s Home that – until a few moments ago – he had thought would be his last residence on Earth, and then he told himself that he could die some other time, in some other place.The hundred-year-old man set off in his pee-slippers (so called because men of an advanced age rarely pee further than their shoes), first through a park and then alongside an open field where a market was occasionally held in the otherwise quiet provincial town.

To keep the heart unwrinkled to be hopeful kindly cheerful reverent -that is to triumph over old age.

No old road leads to new destinations! Change begins when one realizes that it is unwise to pour a new wine into an old wine skin. If you change your mind, you have to change your actions too!

Old age is the Outpatient's Dept of purgatory.

In the past, nothing is irretrievably lost, but rather, on the contrary, everything is irrevocably stored and treasured. To be sure, people tend to see only the stubble fields of transitoriness but overlook and forget the full granaries of the past into which they have brought the harvest of their lives: the deeds done, the loves loved, and last but not least, the sufferings they have gone through with courage and dignity.From this one may see that there is no reason to pity the old people. Instead, young people should envy them. It is true that the old have no opportunities, no possibilities in the future. But they have more than that: Instead of possibilities in the future, they have realities in the past -the potentialities they have actualized, the meanings they have fulfilled, the values they have realized -and nothing and nobody can ever remove these assets from the past.

You off then, Da?” she asked.“Aye. Too old for all this killing.” And to prove that, her father turned and brought his axe down on the head of a traitor that had gotten too close. Spun once more and cut off the legs of another.He faced them again. “Need to get back to my rocking chair and some hot tea.”“Clearly.

All the best sands of my life are somehow getting into the wrong end of the hourglass. If I could only reverse it! Were it in my power to do so would I?

I am long on ideas but short on time. I expect to live only about a hundred years.

We are forlorn like children, and experienced like old men, we are crude and sorrowful and superficial—I believe we are lost.

In old days, instead of asking a teacher, people looked at the dictionary to know the complete definition of teacher. Now Google becomes our teacher and to know about Google, people Google it.

Old or young, light or dark, full or frail, every woman has qualities that make her beautiful.

A beautiful woman should always have at the back of her mind that her ravishing appearance is only an ephemeral quality. When she wakes up in the morning, looks into the mirror, and notices that something is fading away, she knows that the time is ripe for marriage. She should be careful of who she takes into her life because the union is gonna be everlasting.

Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms – just the two of us are still alive –

A new you can still emerge from the old you.

Respect the young and chastise your elders. It's about time the world was set aright.

I'm very pleased with each advancing year. It stems back to when I was forty. I was a bit upset about reaching that milestone but an older friend consoled me. 'Don't complain about growing old - many people don't have that privilege.'

Sometimes or most of the time, we need to remind ourselves that we're not a KID anymore.

All would live long but none would be old.

As an unavoidable result of the inevitable loss of some physical and/or some mental abilities, many a man who has been alive for many years has become a boy again.

Growing old is no more than a bad habit which a busy man has no time to form.

You are only old once, but you can be immature forever.