With age, the mind grows slower and more wily.
The children of childish parents age quickly.
The imaginary audience for my life is growing small and silent.
The older we become, the more certain our future.
With decrepitude, longevity has overshot the mark.
I am now old enough to make common cause with my predecessors against my successors.
Youth demands more than ordinary life. Age clings to it.
As the tenor roars his passion, I think sadly of my spreading middle, and his.
The noisy vacancy of youth, the quiet vacancy of age.
Growth provides novel experiences for youth; decay the same, alas, for age.
After sixty, the self-questioning of middle age is obsolete.
With age, I have become both more pious and more shameless.
Old women even forget how to love their sons. The heart gets worn out, Monsieur.
It's rather grisly, isnt it, how soon a living man becomes nothing more than a collection of stocks and bonds and debts and real estate?
The politics of the exile are fever, revenge, daydream, theater of the aging convalescent. You wait in the wings and rehearse. You wait and wait.
A snow year, a rich year.
I smoke cigars because at my age if I don't have something to hang on to I might fall down.
People who begin sentences with "I may be old-fashioned but--" are usually not only old-fashioned but wrong. I never thought the time would come when I should catch myself leading off with that crack. But I feel it coming on right now.
Now, in my middle age, about nineteen in the head I'd say, I am rowing, I am rowing.
I did not know the woman I would be nor that blood would bloom in me each month like an exotic flower, nor that children, two monuments, would break from between my legs.
One thing is certain the only thing that makes you younger or older is that nothing can happen that is different from what you expected and when that happens and it mostly does happen everything is different from what you expected then there is no difference between being younger or older.
We talked about and that has always been a puzzle to me why American men think that success is everything when they know that eighty percent of them are not going to succeed more than to just keep going and why if they are not why do they not keep on being interested in the things that interested them when they were college men and why American men different from English men do not get more interesting as they get older.
How foolish to think that one can ever slam the door in the face of age. Much wiser to be polite and gracious and ask him to lunch in advance.
A man is sane morally at thirty, rich mentally at forty, wise spiritually at fifty-or never!
Chastity prays for me, piety sings, Innocence sweetens my last black breath, Modesty hides my thighs in her wings, And all the deadly virtues plague my death!
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