Showing posts with label aging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label aging. Show all posts

Sunday, February 13, 2011

The name of the game

“The name of the game is taking care of yourself, because you're going to live long enough to wish you had.”

-Grace Mirabella

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Flesh goes on

Flesh goes on pleasuring us, and humiliating us, right to the end.

~Mignon McLaughlin

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

You know

You know you are getting old when it takes too much effort to procrastinate.

~Author Unknown

Monday, February 8, 2010

all I produced

...all I produced before the age of seventy is not worth taking into account. At seventy-three I learned a little about the real structure of nature...at ninety I shall penetrate the mystery of things...and when I am a hundred and ten everything I do, be it a dot or a line, will be alive. I beg those who live as long as I to see if I keep my word.

—HOKUSAI

I remember my youth

I remember my youth and the feeling that will never come back any more—the feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort—to death; the triumphant conviction of strength, the heat of life in the handful of dust, the glow in the heart that with every year grows dim, grows cold, grows small, and expires—and expires, too soon, to soon—before life itself.

— JOSEPH CONRAD

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Age is only

Age is only a number, a cipher for the records. A man can't retire his experience. He must use it. Experience achieves more with less energy and time.
-Bernard Baruch

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

We old folks

We old folks have to find our cushions and pillows in our tankards. Strong beer is the milk of the old.

~Martin Luther

Thursday, November 29, 2007

The hardest

The hardest years in life are those between ten and seventy.

~Helen Hayes (at 73)

I refuse

I refuse to think of them as chin hairs. I think of them as stray eyebrows.

~Janette Barber

Old age

Old age ain't no place for sissies.

~Bette Davis

I'm not

I'm not going to vacuum 'til Sears makes one you can ride on.

~Roseanne Barr

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

And after death

And after death...you will begin to see that your life here is almost nothing but the sum total of every choice you have made during every moment of your life. Your thoughts, which you are responsible for, are as real as your deeds. You will begin to realize that every word and every deed affects your life and also touches thousands of lives.

~ Dr. Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Age is not

Age is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk.

~George Macdonald

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

My grandmother

My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's ninety-five now, and we don't know where the heck she is.

~unknown

Sunday, June 3, 2007

Wrinkles

Wrinkles are God's little way of saying "I'm stepping on your face."

~unknown

Saturday, May 12, 2007

Life should NOT be

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO what a ride!"

~Unknown

Tuesday, May 8, 2007

Thirty-five is when

Thirty-five is when you finally get your head together and your body starts falling apart.

~Caryn Leschen

Inside every older person

Inside every older person is a younger person - wondering what the hell happened.

~Cora Harvey Armstrong

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

the very word grow

...the very word grow is a word appropriate to children. After a certain age you do not grow. You don’t grow teeth, you don’t grow muscles. If you start growing after that age it’s cancer…becoming more and more oneself – the actual experience of it is a shrinking, in that very often it’s a dehydration, a loss of inflations, a loss of illusions…Shedding pseudoskins, crusted stuff that you’ve accumulated. Shedding dead wood. That’s one of the big sheddings. Things that don’t work anymore, that is that don’t keep you alive. Sets of ideas that you’ve had too long….Anytime you’re gonna grow, you’re gonna lose something…

~James Hillman

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