Sara Gruen Quotes

Old age is the supreme evil, for it deprives man of all pleasures while allowing his appetites to remain, and it brings with it every possible sorrow. Yet men fear death and desire old age.

My eyesight is not nearly as good. My hearing is probably going away. My memory is slipping too. But I'm still around.

I don't sing as well as I used to. Nor does anyone else in their 60s.

I just hate getting old - it's slowing me down.

Maybe it's true that life begins at fifty. But everything else starts to wear out, fall out, or spread out.

Old age diminishes our strength; it takes away our pleasures one after the other; it withers the soul as well as the body; it renders adventure and friendship difficult; and finally it is shadowed by thoughts of death.

I think the last couple of years of life for many, many people are the same as they were 50, 60, 70 years ago. They could be really tough because of infirmity.

Life begins at 40 - but so do fallen arches, rheumatism, faulty eyesight, and the tendency to tell a story to the same person, three or four times.

Lord save us all from old age and broken health and a hope tree that has lost the faculty of putting out blossoms.

After 60, it's just patch, patch, patch.

Age is an ugly thing, and it goes on getting worse.

The exhaustion of old age is something people who are younger don't fully appreciate.

You get old, you slow down.

Things are old. Parts are old. I'm talking about 'us' parts. AARP-parts. Some of us were born with stronger parts than others.

The biggest myth about aging is that we can't do anything about it. That it's a road to being decrepit, frail, and sick.

Each day it's like: 'How many more days am I going to feel young and vibrant? I feel young and vibrant now, but I also feel the aches and pains a little bit.

I think that a man should not live beyond the age when he begins to deteriorate, when the flame that lighted the brightest moment of his life has weakened.

We're still living with the old paradigm of age as an arch. That's the old metaphor: You're born, you peak at midlife and decline into decrepitude.

Old age is, so to speak, the sanctuary of ills: they all take refuge in it.

The appearance of aged persons is too well known to make detailed description necessary. The skin of the face is dry and wrinkled and generally pale. The hairs on the head and the body are white. The back is bent, and the gait is slow and laborious, whilst the memory is weak. Such are the most familiar traits of old age.

When you get older, your health becomes important to you, things start breaking down, you've always got a different ache or pain.

When you get older, two things happen to you. You begin to lose your hearing, and I forget what the other one is.

I think, when I'm 73, I'm going to be getting softer, writing Hallmark cards, losing my teeth.

The older you get, the less physically and mentally robust you become.

Nobody stays young forever.