Old Quotes

I thought no more was needed Youth to prolong Than dumbbell and foil To keep the body young. Oh, who could have foretold – That the heart grows old?

The older I get the better I used to be.

Don’t just count your years, make your years count.

Caesar was too old, it seems to me, to go off and amuse himself conquering the world. Such a pastime was all right for Augustus and Alexander; they were young men, not easily held in check, but Caesar ought to have been more mature.

The longer I live, the more I see that I am never wrong about anything, and that all the pains I have so humbly taken to verify my notions have only wasted my time.

I dread no more the first white in my hair, Or even age itself, the easy shoe, The cane, the wrinkled hands, the special chair: Time, doing this to me, may alter too My sorrow, into something I can bear.

As we grow older, our bodies get shorter and our anecdotes longer.

Who wants to live to be a hundred? What’s the point of it? A short life and a merry one is far better than a long life sustained by fear, caution and perpetual medical surveillance.

I now begin the journey that will lead me into the sunset of my life. (In a statement to the American people revealing that he had Alzheimer’s disease.)

I promise to keep on living as though I expected to live forever. Nobody grows old by merely living a number of years. People grow old by deserting their ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up wrinkles the soul.