Another belief of mine that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise.

Age carries all things away, even the mind.

Age steals away all things, even the mind.

In fact, my courage and my bravery at a young age was the thing I was bullied for, a kind of 'Who do you think you are?'

A bad manner spoils everything, even reason and justice a good one supplies everything, gilds a No, sweetens a truth, and adds a touch of beauty to old age itself.

As technology advances, it reverses the characteristics of every situation again and again. The age of automation is going to be the age of 'do it yourself.'

The excess of our youth are checks written against our age and they are payable with interest thirty years later.

At the age when Bengali youth almost inevitably writes poetry, I was listening to European classical music.

I smoke ten to fifteen cigars a day. At my age I have to hold on to something.

I'm at the age now where just putting my cigar in its holder is a thrill.