Cleveland Abbe Quotes

Indeed, I have, alas! outlived almost every one of my contemporaries. One pays dear for living long.

It's paradoxical, that the idea of living a long life appeals to everyone, but the idea of getting old doesn't appeal to anyone.

All of my friends are my age and we are all ageing at the same time. We talk about it and moan, but it doesn't bother me.

I didn't know I was going to live for 50 years. It has come as a shock.

They that have lived a single day have lived an age.

My friends are Peter Gabriel, Bruce Springsteen, and we're singing about mortality, getting older. It's an interesting time.

You can't put off being young until you retire.

I shall soon be six-and-twenty. Is there anything in the future that can possibly console us for not being always twenty-five?

What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine.

No one is so old that he cannot live yet another year, nor so young that he cannot die today.

You get older, and people start passing away. And so if you're lucky - my mom died very young, for instance, and I have friends who died very young - but the point being that, I think if you're awake, you know you're going to pass on. And that the real treasure in life is the long term - relationships that you really value.

I never thought I would live this long.

I'm certainly relishing the idea of living a century. Can you imagine that? What an achievement.

Even if you live to be a ripe old age, you live long enough to see the people you love pass away.

For if there is any single thing that everyone hopes for most dearly, it must be this: that the youngest outlive the oldest.

I've never really understood the desire to be immortal myself. The idea of both wanting to live forever in some form and wanting to stay young forever just sounds exhausting. It's one of those desires that people think they want but when you actually stop to think about what it actually means, it's really awful. One of the reasons that life is bearable is because it's going to end soon. One of the main concerns of fiction is how do we make a life of 85 years or so meaningful.

A terrible thing about getting oldish is that your friends start dying, and in the last ten years I have lost seven or eight of my closest.

What we know for sure from our work and from others' is that mice have a life span of 1,000 days, dogs have 5,000 days, and we humans have 29,000 days. Recognizing that the duration is limited, and aging is inevitable, focus the attention on enhancing the quality of the days you have.

I don't walk off and come back for encores. I figure I can add four weeks to my life that way.

You get into your late fifties, people start falling like flies all around you. I don't take life for granted any more. I'm really glad to be here.

I'm the last guy left. That's what happens when you live to 84.

We're not getting any younger.

I had assumed that I would age with all my friends growing old around me, dying off very gradually one by one. And here was a plague that cut them off so early.

I do think about aging. I have those moments of panic and vanity, but life keeps getting better, so you can't worry about it too much.