Oh rage! Oh despair! Oh age, my enemy!

I don't want to fight aging I want to take good care of myself, but plastic surgery and all that? I'm not interested.

Middle age is the time when a man is always thinking that in a week or two he will feel as good as ever.

We should so provide for old age that it may have no urgent wants of this world to absorb it from meditation on the next. It is awful to see the lean hands of dotage making a coffer of the grave.

Middle age is the awkward period when Father Time starts catching up with Mother Nature.

Middle age is youth without levity, and age without decay.

No man is ever old enough to know better.

The denunciation of the young is a necessary part of the hygiene of older people, and greatly assists the circulation of the blood.

In youth we run into difficulties. In old age difficulties run into us.

We pay when old for the excesses of youth.