You should never reveal your true age.
Thirty was so strange for me. I’ve really had to come to terms with the fact that I am now a walking and talking adult.
Being seventy is not a sin.
No man is ever old enough to know better.
What most persons consider as virtue, after the age of 40 is simply a loss of energy.
The shades of respectability begin to close about the greying head.
A woman must make her fortune before she is 30; or work after she is 30; or get married.
I’m not interested in age. People who tell me their age are silly. You’re as old as you feel.
When a noble life has prepared old age, it is not decline that it reveals, but the first days of immortality.
One of the many things nobody ever tells you about middle age is that it’s such a nice change from being young.
Nature gives you the face you have at twenty; it is up to you to merit the face you have at fifty.
When I was as you are now, towering in the confidence of twenty-one, little did I suspect that I should be at forty-nine, what I now am.
When grace is joined with wrinkles, it is adorable. There is an unspeakable dawn in happy old age.
There is an anti-aging possibility, but it has to come from within.
Age merely shows what children we remain.
Youth does not require reasons for living, it only needs pretexts.
Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.
Growing old is no more than a bad habit which a busy person has no time to form.
In youth we run into difficulties. In old age difficulties run into us.
Old age, believe me, is a good and pleasant thing. It is true you are gently shouldered off the stage, but then you are given such a comfortable front stall as spectator.
We pay when old for the excesses of youth.
After you’re older, two things are possibly more important than any others: health and money.
Age is how we determine how valuable you are.
Age is like love, it cannot be hid.
A woman telling her true age is like a buyer confiding his final price to an Armenian rug dealer.