No book is really worth reading at the age of ten which is not equally – and often far more – worth reading at the age of fifty and beyond.

I went closer this time and touched him. He let out a deafening shriek, as if something had pierced into his heart. I held his hand and sat there, admiring the intricate network of life...

Some women I talk to are so frightened of growing old. I sense their desperation. They say things like I m not going to live to be old I m not going to live to...

I was cured in my new infamy of all the tired wisdom of age. I would never weary into that tired state again—I swore to myself, I would always be this raw, wet child hereafter…

Every age fraught with discord and danger seems to spawn a leader meant only for that age, a political giant whose absence, in retrospect, seems inconceivable when the history of that age is written.

It’s a comforting thought knowing that no matter how old I get, I can always get older.

I write love quotes for all ages—Teenagers, Young Adults, and even the Middle Ages—like between the years of 1200-1700. Erasmus loves my work. Well, probably he does, but as he’s dead you really can’t prove...

The time is now, the person is you; better your life and become a name to conjure with in this day and age.

The women ranged in age, but they were all old enough to know that in the currency of friendship, empathy is more valuable than accuracy.

I’m older now, which I can’t help, but I’m also fatter, thanks to all the extra helpings.

When people talk about the good old days, I say to people, ‘It’s not the days that are old, it’s you that’s old.’ I hate the good old days. What is important is that today...

He was not ill-fitted to be the head and representative of a community which owed its origin and progress, and its present state of development, not to the impulses of youth, but to the stern...

I liked being with the books: they reminded me of how many ways of thinking existed outside my own – how small and fleeting my pulse was when set alongside those ageing spines.

The world is changing rapidly, and everyone changes along with the world. Discoveries is now becoming rampant; intellectually, technologically,etc, each having its advantage and disadvantage.

Age had not made him less handsome, as is so often the case; it had simply made him less visible.

Rather I think that a man who … is willing … to value learning as long as he lives, not supposing that old age brings him wisdom of itself, will necessarily pay more attention to...

She has built her whole life on the foundation of beauty: each chiseled plane, each sloping dimple, each soft curve as crucial as keystones in the cathedral of her body.

You do know, I hope, that no man under the age of forty can even approach fascinating.

I don’t ask for your pity, but just for your understanding – not even that – no. Just for some recognition of me in you, and the enemy, time, in us all.

It’s not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us; it’s the way people look and laugh, and run up the steps of omnibuses.

Age doesn’t matter: an open mind does.

The thing about our choices is that after we have made them, they turn around and make us.

I trust that age doth not wither nor custom stale my infinite variety.

I was grown up long before the grown ups were the grown ups.

Do not wait for the tide to take you, my boy. Instead, you take on the tide

Is someone different at age 18 or 60? I believe one stays the same.

Age is a funny thing. So are appearances. Neither is relevant to what one knows, in my opinion.

When I was young, I was 13 going on 31. Then when I was 30 going on 31, I was 30 going on 29. Now I’m in love and I’ve lost all sense of time—and...

I’m 60-years-old. -Ma’am, I don’t believe it. -You’re too kind. -It’s true. You look at least 75.

The first door in the hall leads to youth, the second door leads to middle age, and the third door leads to the bathroom. But knock first, because I think grandpa’s in there.

The older I get the more I realize how simple life is and how complicated we make it…

If youth was sold in a bottle of hair dye, we would all get in line.

Chronologically she is twelve but emotionally she is older, and intellectually older still.

The young accept the extraordinary as normal because they do not compare their lives with those of others when everyone is like them.

The death of a parent, he wrote, ‘despite our preparation, indeed, despite our age, dislodges things deep in us, sets off reactions that surprise us and that may cut free memories and feelings that we...

The energy of youth with the experience of age is a lethal combination.

Twenty-three is old. It’s almost 25, which is like almost mid-20s.

People forget that old women were young once, but d’you think we old women forget? In my heart, I’m still thirty.

I am proud of my gray hair because I have earned every single one.

“In youth,” he said, speaking as if from a great distance, “we believe, and the death of belief forces us to disavow all belief. But that disavowal, time softens, and if we do not believe,...

Beirut is the Elizabeth Taylor of cities: insane, beautiful, falling apart, aging, and forever drama laden. She’ll also marry any infatuated suitor who promises to make her life more comfortable, no matter how inappropriate he...

The good thing about being old is not being young.

A very long time ago, Grandmother had wanted to tell about all the things they did, but no one had bothered to ask. And now she had lost the urge.

Il s’étonna de réfléchir sur des problèmes qu’il ne s’était jamais posés. Et pourtant revenait contre lui, avec un murmure mélancolique, la masse des douceurs qu’il avait toujours écartées: un océan perdu. “Tout cela est...

… but it is attitude, not years, that condemns one to the ranks of the Undead, or else proffers salvation. In the domain of the young there dwells many an Undead soul. They rush about...

My wife is younger. At one point, I was twice her age. Of course, I was six at the time.

I am seventeen. The good things about seventeen is that you’re not sixteen. Sixteen goes with the word sweet, and I am so far from sweet.

Age is just a number. So is my area code.

“Holy shit, I’m going to die!” Sorry, I just turned thirty yesterday, so my mortality is on my mind.

Ours was the age of enlightenment, he said, when the battle cry was, “We must know, we shall know!”, and reason would depose superstition and we be liberated by it.