In choosing a hypothesis there is no virtue in being timid. I clearly would have been burned at the stake in another age.

Have and show motivation to do and learn. That’s the key for a good career. Everything else is an extrapolation of that.

For all those who say its a Man world. Respect Women Its their World we are just guest here

My child, I know you’re not a childBut I still see you running wildBetween those flowering trees.Your sparkling dreams, your silver laughYour wishes to the stars above Are just my memories.And in your eyes the...

Avoid the stage of old age sit in the audience, it’s all the rage

People talk to old people like they’re children.’Oh you’re very old aren’t you?’ Yeah I’m old. I’m not stupid.

Old men tend to forget what thought was like in their youth; they forget the quickness of the mental jump, the daring of the youthful intuition, the agility of the fresh insight. They become accustomed...

You may be temporarily young, but you’ll forever be childish.” Then I put gum in her hair.

Sometimes there were kids who were simply born to be thirty, or fifty, or seventy; I could see their unfinished teenaged faces overlaid with the transparencies of their aged selves and had to resist telling...

How many birthdays can you fit in a shoebox? I guess that depends both on how old you are, and what size shoe you wear.

I’m a year older than 365 days ago, and I’m having trouble bending my knees and my lower back is killing me. Everything reminds me of death. Especially bending over all day to steal the...

Eustasia Johannsen was ready. Anyone could see that. Everything about her ancient self gave evidence to it: Her skin, wrinkled and transparent… But mainly, it was her eyes. They were drawn into her face as...

I’d like to invent a product that’ll turn 18-year-olds into 21-year-olds, and sell it in front of bars.

I sold my first short story to Pyramid Press, where it was chiseled onto fifteen slabs of granite, and for which I was paid nine goats.

The day you lose your sense of wonder is the day you grow old.

Sorting gets harder as time goes on–it requires a sort of ruthless decisiveness, while indecision results in endless dithering. Five moves, they say, equal a fire. But those who haven’t moved may begin to need...

Death was constant, unprejudiced to age, race, or creed.

The other day as I was stepping out of Star Grocery on Claremont Avenue with some pork ribs under my arm, the Berkeley sky cloudless, a smell of jasmine in the air, a car driving...

Childhood isn’t just those years. It’s also the opinions you form about them afterward. That’s why our childhoods are so long.

I am not young enough to know everything.

Though our castes and institutions are apparently linked with our religion, they are not so. These institutions have been necessary to protect us as a nation, and when this necessity for self-preservation will no more...

It doesn’t matter if you’re 20, 40, 60, 80, or 100. Embrace your sexy-ass self and express it!

I just thought it sounded good.

His age was indeterminate. But in cynicism and general world weariness, which is a sort of carbon dating of the personality, he was about seven thousand years old.

The only difference between success and failure is Lack of Vision

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...

Age has given me what I was looking for my entire life – it has given me me . It has provided time and experience and failures and triumphs and time-tested friends who have helped...

…a great future behind him, already

As you get older, you don’t get wiser. You get irritable.

I respect traditional people – they have the eyes which see value in the tarnished. This is a gift in itself. Tradition requires a wealth of discipline in order to be adhered to, hence it...

We often hear about stepping outside ourselves, but rarely about stepping outside our generation.

I tried being 29, and it worked for about a year, but finally I just had to get rid of it.

I’ve aged more this past week than I did in all six days that preceded it. Will you still love me tomorrow, when I’m an older man?

Thirty–the promise of a decade of loneliness, a thinning list of single men to know, a thinning brief-case of enthusiasm, thinning hair.

If people lived to be a thousand years old, there’d be extreme inequality, based not on class like now, but on genetics. Think how far behind unmotivated and lazy people lag now after only 65...

And our ages never bothered her from the very beginning. I was married, but that didn’t matter, either. She seemed to consider things like age and family and income to be of the same a...

You must find a boy your own age. Someone mild and beautiful to be your lover. Someone who will tremble for your touch, offer you a marguerite by its long stem with his eyes lowered....

The thing to know about my brother was that even though he was fifteen, he looked to be about the same age as me. Only, I’m not sure if that was because he looked older...

…A mirror can trick you day by day into thinking you remain looking and existing in one way forever. But a photograph presents you with the truth: it freezes you eternally, existing as a reminder...

Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter.

I’m a century old, an impossible age, and my brain has no anchor in the present. Instead it drifts, nearly always to the same shore. Today, as most days, it is 1962. The year I...

What did I think of Princeton? Well, the answer to that question requires a story. When I first arrived, I looked around me at the Gothic buildings — younger, I later learned, than many of...

…. by the time they have reached the middle of their life’s journey, few people remember how they have managed to arrive at themselves, at their amusements, their point of view, their wife, character, occupation...

[A]lthough wisdom is built on life experience, the mere accumulation of years guarantees nothing.

On ne retombe pas en enfance, on n’en sort jamais. Vieux, moi? Qu’est-ce qu’un vieillard sinon un enfant qui a pris de l’ ge ou du vendre ?…

But at what age are you forgiven your trespasses?

Old age ain’t no place for sissies.

Only Boiled Seeds are afraid of failure.

It’s not that I’m particularly worried about growing old. Nor am I all that bothered about wrinkles, grey hair and all that. BUT. Major but. I don’t like the idea of dying – not when...

Age had drained the color from her eyes the way darkness drains the color from everything