James Thurber Quotes

Old age, after all, is merely the punishment for having lived.

Old age is life's parody.

When people become elders - when they're older; they can be old without being an elder, really. They [can] just be old and not very useful.

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.

Certainly, old age is often incompatible with certain roles and responsibilities.

it sucks to get old...but there's always beer

Growing old beats the alternative - dying young.

Old age is rather like another country. You will enjoy it more if you have prepared yourself before you go.

The old are in a second childhood.

Old age is - a lot of crossed off names in an address book.

Old age is not as honorable as death, but most people seek it.

Yet there's something ominous about turning sixty-five. Suddenly old age is not a phenomenon which will occur; it has occurred.

old folks is the nation.

The aged are terrible - mere heaps of cinders on the grass from which none can tell how tall the flames once were or what company gathered round them.

Florida was a living tomb, she used to tell anyone who'd listen, an old-age home in the shape of a state, God's little waiting room, as she was fond of quoting.

Old age is fifteen years older than I am.

A medical revolution has extended the life of our elder citizens without providing the dignity and security those later years deserve.

I don't see any elderly people in the crowd. Are there any old Dauntless? Do they not last that long, or are they just sent away when they can't jump off moving trains anymore?

Someone said to me the other day: "Well, you're eventually going to live until 110." And I said: "Well, who's going to keep me? What age do I retire? 100?" How are you going to live all those years and who is going to keep you doing it? I have a couple of grandchildren now so I'm banking on them.

Old age: The estuary that enlarges and spreads itself grandly as it pours into the Great Sea.

How good we all are, in theory, to the old; and how in fact we wish them to wander off like old dogs, die without bothering us, and bury themselves.

One of the most helpful things I introduced (and of very considerable consequence to Canadians) was my ultimate success in persuading my colleagues (after continuing battle)to reduce the qualifying age for aged pensioners from seventy to sixty-five over a five year period.

A society that does not value its older people denies its roots and endangers its future. Let us strive to enhance their capacity to support themselves for as long as possible and, when they cannot do so anymore, to care for them.

In ten years time I’ll be… (dead) sixty.

Old age is a strange country, and most of us enter it unwillingly.