At my age, if I make it up, it’s still an old saying.
Moderation is the key to old age and the doorway to boredom
I Didn’t Ask to Be a Senior Citizen (I Was Drafted)
At my age, every day that I overcome simple inertia is a victory.
Our lives can’t be measured by our final years, of this I am sure.
Old age saves us from the realization of a great many fears.
Death is coming—but hopefully not before old age, decrepitude, and senility.
Sex at age 90 is like trying to shoot pool with a rope.
Getting older comes with abilities. Being old comes with disabilities.
Treasure the wisdom of old age.Learn from elder people and be wise.
Everything happens for a reason,” I would like to smack her.)
No old lady would be that conniving if she didn’t have a little spunk left in her.
I’m not senile,” I snapped. “If I burn the house down it will be on purpose.
We could endlessly reminisce, live in the past to an unhealthy degree, then politely kill each other some winter night before bedtime, stirring poison into our cups of whiskey-spiked chamomile tea, wearing party hats. Then,...