Malcolm Cowley Quotes

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

I'm not getting any younger. You're not getting any younger, so yeah. You age.

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.

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.

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.

We grow old more through indolence, than through age.

Age is inevitable. Aging isn't.

Nobody stays young forever.

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.

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

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

I'm not a real smart guy. But I've got enough brains to realize that when I'm 60 years old and play a sport, that it's downhill.

You're aging when your actions creak louder than your words.

When the body breaks down and you start to wrinkle, I think it's so bad.

Age is a terrible thief. Just when you're getting the hang of life, it knocks your legs out from under you and stoops your back. It makes you ache and muddies your head and silently spreads cancer throughout your spouse.

Old age makes caricatures of us all.

My health is good; it's my age that's bad.

It is wonderful to me that old men should not be sensible that their minds keep pace with their bodies in the progress of decay.

Youth is immortal; Tis the elderly only grow old!

Here's a song was never sung: Growing old is dying young.

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.

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