Walter Scott Quotes

I'm just growing old, darling. I don't know about gracefully.

When we looked at the life cycle in our 40s, we looked to old people for wisdom. At 80, though, we look at other 80-year-olds to see who got wise and who not. Lots of old people don't get wise, but you don't get wise unless you age.

Old age is just a record of one's whole life.

It makes me look so old.

When our memories outweigh our dreams, it is then that we become old.

Only when your memories are more important to you than your goals are you old.

Wisdom doesn't automatically come with old age. Nothing does - except wrinkles. It's true, some wines improve with age. But only if the grapes were good in the first place.

Old age spiritualizes people naturally

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

I'm very pleased with each advancing year. It stems back to when I was forty. I was a bit upset about reaching that milestone, but an older friend consoled me. "Don't complain about growing old - many, many people do not have that privilege."

In growing old, we become more foolish - and more wise.

One starts to get young at the age of sixty and then it is too late.

It is, I assume, quite easy to wither into old age, and hard to grow into it.

When you're old you feast on your memories, and if you spend too much time on exercise, you may get old and not have many.

It was formerly a terrifying view to me that I should one day be an old woman. I now find that Nature has provided pleasures for every state.

We all grow older and we all have to live with ourselves.

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

The most important thing is growing old gracefully.

Once you hit 40, you start reexamining the math of it all. I'll trade wisdom for youth any day.

As for old age, embrace and love it. It abounds with pleasure if you know how to use it. The gradually declining years are among the sweetest in a man's life, and I maintain that, even when they have reached the extreme limit, they have their pleasure still.

One of the few graces of getting old - and God knows there are few graces - is that if you've worked hard and kept your nose to the grindstone, something happens: The body gets old but the creative mechanism is refreshed, smoothed and oiled and honed. That is the grace. That is what's happening to me.

How confusing the beams from memory's lamp are; One day a bachelor, the next a grampa. What is the secret of the trick? How did I get so old so quick?

The evening of life brings with it its lamps.

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

The foolishness of old age does not characterize all who are old, but only the foolish.