A comfortable old age is the reward of a well-spent youth. Instead of its bringing sad and melancholy prospects of decay, it would give us hopes of eternal youth in a better world.

A man is not old as long as he is seeking something.

A man must have grown old and lived long in order to see how short life is.

A person is always startled when he hears himself seriously called an old man for the first time.

A young man is embarrassed to question an older one.

After thirty, a body has a mind of its own.

Age considers; youth ventures.

Age does not make us childish, as some say; it finds us true children.

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

Age that period of life in which we compound for the vices that we still cherish by reviling those that we no longer have the enterprise to commit.