Old Quotes
Old Quote of the day
But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave.
One of the first steps to successful leadership is to always forget your age and remember your dream regularly.
By God, I may be old-fashioned in my ideas, but women run around too much these days to suit me. They meet all kinds of crazy fish.
Men do not quit playing because they grow old they grow old because they quit playing.
All true tea lovers not only like their tea strong, but like it a little stronger with each year that passes — a fact which is recognized in the extra ration issued to old-age pensioners.
Only I have no luck any more. But who knows? Maybe today. Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.
That was all I wanted!" whispered Polly, in a tone which caused him to feel that the race of angels was not entirely extinct.
Young things like you don't need any ornaments but those you wear to-night: youth, health, intelligence, and modesty.
Age in just a number. It carries no weight. The real weight is in impacts. The truth is that you can do it at any age. Get up and be willing to leave a mark.
Old age is like everything else. To make a success of it, you've got to start young.
When grace is joined with wrinkles, it is adorable. There is an unspeakable dawn in happy old age.
The difference between being an elder statesman And posing successfully as an elder statesman Is practically negligible.
Maybe it's true that life begins at fifty. But everything else starts to wear out, fall out, or spread out.
The less respect an older person deserves the more certain he is to demand it from anyone younger.
I advise you to go on living solely to enrage those who are paying your annuities. It is the only pleasure I have left.
Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.
The most classic horror tale of this latter type is the Old Testament story of Job, who becomes human Astro-Turf in a kind of spiritual Superbowl between God and Satan.
By the time a man gets well into his seventies his continued existence is a mere miracle.
Until you fall in love with positive change, becoming passionate about improving the status quo, you won’t become a leader.
Truly, the old maid is a most useful person, one of the reserve forces of the community. They talk of the superfluous woman, but what would the poor superfluous man do without her kindly presence?
