The hope is that if we can increase youthfulness, we can postpone age-related diseases.

It was like stepping on to an escalator; I could do anything. I was just made for science.

The idea that ageing was subject to control was completely unexpected.

You would think that UV just causes mutations, but it doesn't, you need a gene to be active for it.

Life's too short to not be around nice people.

I eat some fruit every day, but not too much and almost no processed food. I stay away from sweets, except 80 per cent chocolate.

In principle, if you understood the mechanisms of keeping things repaired, you could keep things going indefinitely.

Imagine that: If you could change one of the genes in an experiment, an aging gene, maybe you could slow down aging and extend lifespan.

I have always gotten a thrill, a kick, from learning new things.

Age is the single largest risk factor for an enormous number of diseases. So if you can essentially postpone aging, then you can have beneficial effects on a whole wide range of disease.

Maybe one day we will be able to take a pill that keeps us young and healthy much longer. I believe in my heart that this will happen.

I could say the last of my doubts about taking the house vanished right there, but it wouldn’t be true. They did, however, close their suitcases and check the bus schedule.

Getting older is a question of coming to terms with the fact that you’ll never know the secrets

When it comes to being born again, your soul wasn’t the part of you that completely changed!

The spirit of truth and the spirit of freedom - these are the pillars of society.

The best songwriting comes from being as creative as you can and editing it down to the good bits, essentially.

The more we reduce ourselves to machines in the lower things, the more force we shall set free to use in the higher.

We are selling dreams. We are merchants of happiness.

I feel about mothers the way I feel about dimples: because I do not have one myself, I notice everyone who does.

The night is made for tenderness,--so still that the low whisper, scarcely audible, is heard like music,--and so deeply pure that the fond thought is chastened as it springs and on the lip made holy.

Do you still Kill Gerbils?