Charles Lamb Quotes

How presumptuous they had both been never to consider growing old as an achievement and a challenge. Aging was something they'd both wanted so much to avoid.

I dread no more the first white in my hair, Or even age itself, the easy shoe, The cane, the wrinkled hands, the special chair: Time, doing this to me, may alter too My anguish, into something I can bear

Youth and age touch only the surface of our lives.

Nobody wants to get old, but nobody wants to die young either.

The age of 40 is not a death sentence.

No man loves life like him that's growing old.

On Being Old. It's not nice but take comfort that you won't stay that way for ever.

The good thing about being old, is you don’t have to worry about dying young.

We'll squeeze every second that we can from our lives, because we're young, and we have plenty of years to grow. We'll grow until we're braver. We'll grow until our bones ache and our skin wrinkles and our hair goes white, and until our hearts decide, at last, that it's time to stop.

Old age spiritualizes people naturally

The truth is we never stop being children, terrible children covered in sores and knotty veins and tumors and age spots, but ultimately children, in other words we never stop clinging to life because we are life.

He was one of those men who, as in youth they are never very young, so in age are they never very old.

Nature in denying us perennial youth has at least invited us to become unselfish and noble.

Truly, everything in this world depended on time. Time ripened all. If you had time, you succeeded in working the human mud internally and turning it into spirit. Then you did not fear death. If you did not have time, you perished.

The discovery of a grey hair when you are brushing out your whiskers of a morning—first fallen flake of the coming snows of age—is a disagreeable thing.... So are flying twinges of gout, shortness of breath on the hill-side, the fact that even the moderate use of your friend's wines at dinner upsets you. These things are disagreeable because they tell you that you are no longer young—that you have passed through youth, are now in middle age, and faring onward to the shadows in which, somewhere, a grave is hid.

I am what I am - which is I have aged.

I don't think that anyone can age in a conscious way and not experience grief.

I see that I've become a really bad correspondent. It's not that I don't think of you. You come into my thoughts often. But when you do it appears to me that I owe you a particularly grand letter. And so you end in the "warehouse of good intentions": "Can't do it now." "Then put it on hold." This is one's strategy for coping with old age, and with death--because one can't die with so many obligations in storage. Our clever species, so fertile and resourceful in denying its weaknesses.

Youth is about the only thing worth having, and that is about the only thing youth has.

For my own part, I had rather be old only a short time than be old before I really am so.

White hair often covers the head, but the heart that holds it is ever young.

Wrinkles and bones, white hair and diamonds: I can't wait.

The romance of life begins and ends with two blank pages. Age and extreme old age.

I see a guy getting old. I try to not look in the mirror too much.

Balding if God's way of showing you are only human... He takes the hair off your head and puts it in your ears.