Logan Pearsall Smith Quotes

Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.

Forty is the old age of youth, fifty is the youth of old age.

I feel like I've lived two or three completely different lives. At 33, I'm quite reflective and have the perspective you get in your old age when you have been through the losses of life.

In youth, grief comes with a rush and overflow, but it dries up, too, like the torrent. In the winter of life it remains a miserable pool, resisting all evaporation.

I grow old on my bitterness.

I don't know how you feel about old age... but in my case I didn't even see it coming. It hit me from the rear.

When I no longer thrill to the first snow of the season, I'll know I'm growing old.

I'll be darned!" said Douglas. "I never thought of that. That's brilliant! It's true. Old people never were children!" "And it's kind of sad," said Tom, sitting still."There's nothing we can do to help them.

Old age is like learning a new profession. And not one of your own choosing.

Old age is not a total misery. Experience helps.

The only real change in life comes with the consciousness of old age.

I'm getting old, that's the thing! What's in me now won't be there anymore.

As a man grows older, his ability to sit still and follow indoor occupations increases. He grows vespertinal in his habits as theevening of life approaches, till at last he comes forth only just before sundown, and gets all the walk that he requires in half an hour.

As you get older, you change certain things.

When we are young we lay up for old age; when we are old we save for death.

We barely have enough time to figure out who we are and then we become bitter and isolated as we age.

Yes, I am sad, sad as a circus-lioness, sad as an eagle without wings, sad as a violin with only one string and that one broken, sad as a woman who is growing old. Sad, sad, sad.

We must not take the faults of our youth with us into old age, for age brings along its own defects.

Slowly and imperceptibly old age comes creeping on.

It cuts one sadly to see the grief of old people; they've no way o' working it off; and the new spring brings no new shoots out on the withered tree.

Your tears come easy, when you're young, and beginning the world. Your tears come easy, when you're old, and leaving it. I burst out crying.

What surprises me about getting older is that I remain so young.

What you desire when young, you have in abundance when old.

So may'st thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop Into thy mother's lap, or be with ease Gathered, not harshly plucked, for death mature: This is old age; but then thou must outlive Thy youth, thy strength, thy beauty, which will change To withered weak and grey.