Garrison Keillor Quotes About Age

Quotes about: Age

• You get old and you realize there are no answers, just stories.

  Garrison Keillor

  Age, Stories, Answers

  Garrison Keillor (2011). “Pontoon: A Lake Wobegon Novel”, p.156, Faber & Faber

• I'm of an age when if I started to do eulogies, I'd be doing nothing else. You don't want to be remembered? I don't want them to be told to remember me.

  Garrison Keillor

  Life, Death, Insanity

• I'm not busy... a woman with three children under the age of 10 wouldn't think my schedule looked so busy.

  Garrison Keillor

  Children, Thinking, Age

• We carry adolescence around in our bodies all our lives. We get through the Car Crash Age alive and cruise through our early twenties as cool dudes, wily, dashing, winsome . . . shooting baskets, the breeze, the moon, and then we try to become caring men, good husbands, great fathers, good citizens.

  Garrison Keillor

  Husband, Father, Caring

• I think that you are only obliged to be a humorist from the age of 18 until you turn 30. Past the age of 30 I don't think there is any obligation to be clever at all.

  Garrison Keillor

  Clever, Thinking, Past

  "Humor has to surprise us, otherwise it isn't funny". Interview with George Plimpton, blankonblank.org. November 28, 1994.

• Age doesn't always bring wisdom. Sometimes age comes alone.

  Garrison Keillor

  Age, Sometimes

  Garrison Keillor (2015). “A Prairie Home Companion Pretty Good Joke Book 6th Edition”, p.13, Workman Publishing

• Men peak at age nineteen and go downhill.

  Garrison Keillor

  Men, Age, Nineteen

  Garrison Keillor (1994). “The Book of Guys: Stories”, Penguin Group USA

• The thought of people in this day and age sitting down to listen to a radio variety show on Saturday evening is rather implausible and was even more so in 1974 when we started “A Prairie Home Companion.” Thank goodness Minnesota Public Radio was too poor to afford good advice or the show never would've got on the air. We only did it because we knew it would be fun to do. It was a dumb idea. I wish I knew how to be that dumb again.

  Garrison Keillor

  Fun, Home, Air

• We live a pleasant life shopping at the Food Shoppe . . . taking the kids to the Weinery-Beanery, . . . and eating bran flakes . .. and then, with no warning, we wake up one morning stricken with middle age, full of loneliness, dumb, in pain. Our work is useless, our vocation is lost, and nobody cares about us at all. This is not bearable. In despair, we go do something spectacularly dumb, like run away with Amber the cocktail waitress, and suddenly all the women in our life look at us with unmitigated disgust.

  Garrison Keillor

  Running, Morning, Pain

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