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Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act.
Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act.
What is it to grow old?
Is it to lose the glory of the form,
The lustre read more
What is it to grow old?
Is it to lose the glory of the form,
The lustre of the eye?
Is it for Beauty to forego her wreath?
Yes; but not this alone.
Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.
Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.
Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.
Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.
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.
In youth the days are short and the years are long. In old age the years are short and day's read more
In youth the days are short and the years are long. In old age the years are short and day's long.
When a noble life has prepared old age, it is not decline that it reveals, but the first days of read more
When a noble life has prepared old age, it is not decline that it reveals, but the first days of immortality.
No woman should ever be quite accurate about her age. It looks so calculating.
No woman should ever be quite accurate about her age. It looks so calculating.
At sixteen I was stupid, confused and indecisive. At twenty-five I was wise, self-confident, prepossessing and assertive. At forty-five I read more
At sixteen I was stupid, confused and indecisive. At twenty-five I was wise, self-confident, prepossessing and assertive. At forty-five I am stupid, confused, insecure and indecisive. Who would have supposed that maturity is only a short break in adolescence?
