Christopher Gadsden Quotes

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.

Sex at age 90 is like trying to shoot pool with a rope.

I think the problems with being older come when your body cannot do what your mind wants. Then, Houston, we have a problem.

At 60, the mind was sharp but the body complained. The legs were willing to make all the right moves but the muscles gave out too early.

Each day it's like: 'How many more days am I going to feel young and vibrant? I feel young and vibrant now, but I also feel the aches and pains a little bit.

As I approach my 88th birthday, it's become apparent to me that my eyes and ears, among other appurtenances, aren't quite what they used to be. The prospect of long flights to wherever in search of whatever are not quite as appealing.

They say the first thing to go is your legs, then it's your reflexes, then it's your friends.

I used to do things like white-water rafting, trekking and horse-riding safaris. Recently, though, I had the humiliation of having to turn away from a helter skelter. It's a very strange thing when you hit a certain age.

I just hate getting old - it's slowing me down.

I'm not the spring chicken anymore.

Don't come giving me, who's old enough to die and too near blind to create anything any more anyhow, a great big banquet that you eat up in honor of your own stomachs as much as in honor of me- who's toothless and can't eat.

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.

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

Middle age is the awkward period when Father Time starts catching up with Mother Nature.

You can't help getting older, but you can help yourself from becoming old and infirm, in mind as well as body.

My eyesight is not nearly as good. My hearing is probably going away. My memory is slipping too. But I'm still around.

The three ages of man: youth, middle age and 'my word you do look well'.

Of course, it's no fun getting old and getting sick and dying; we all know that's coming, and it's a bore.

I still think I'm 28. I'm 73. I think I'm 28, though, except that I won't get into a fight with anybody because I just had a pacemaker put in.

I'm not sure if I can swagger anymore, but I can limp with the best of them.

Quite often, while I'm getting up in the morning, I think my warranty is running out on these body parts because it's not working quite the way it used to.

My problem isn't death but old age. I fret about my lack of balance, my buckling knee, my difficulty standing up and sitting down.

When you get older, you've got to find some things differently because sometimes your body won't allow you do what you. When you're younger you can do a lot of stuff, moving around.

When you get to be over 80, your coordination goes to hell and a half.

My mind still wants to do everything; my body can't anymore. My mind would want to continue until I was 100.