If wrinkles must be written upon our brows, let them not be written upon the heart. The spirit should never read more

If wrinkles must be written upon our brows, let them not be written upon the heart. The spirit should never grow old.

We are not limited by our old ages; we are liberate by it.

We are not limited by our old ages; we are liberate by it.

The more sand has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.

The more sand has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.

Dying while you are young is a great boon in your old age.

Dying while you are young is a great boon in your old age.

The great secret that all old people share is that you really haven't changed in seventy or eighty years. Your read more

The great secret that all old people share is that you really haven't changed in seventy or eighty years. Your body changes, but you don't change at all. And that, of course, causes great confusion.

How incessant and great are the ills with which a prolonged old age is replete.

How incessant and great are the ills with which a prolonged old age is replete.

Old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust,
and old authors to read.

Old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust,
and old authors to read.

And Moses was an hundred and twenty years old when he died: his
eye was not dim, nor his read more

And Moses was an hundred and twenty years old when he died: his
eye was not dim, nor his natural force abated.

My days are in the yellow leaf;
The flowers and fruits of love are gone;
The worm, read more

My days are in the yellow leaf;
The flowers and fruits of love are gone;
The worm, the canker, and the grief
Are mine alone!
- Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),