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If you are looking for quotes about specific ages — that is, years or decades of life — scroll down to the bottom third of the page "Specific Years of Age" which covers everything from early childhood to late life, with an emphasis on middle-age years. The "this many years old" quotes can be great for making birthday cards match the specific number of candles on the cake.

Those who call it so have found all stages of life unwelcome, thanks to their mishandling of life, not to a particular age. The soul should have its own cycles and revolutions, presenting in turn every portion of its existence to the vivifying influence of the great source of light. I read my years in my mirror, others read them on my brow.

We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. White Wrinkles should merely indicate where the smiles have been. Hearts grow cold with care, and the life He gives, too often seems buried, because of the load of earthly thought above it; and then we appear to ourselves to live to this world, whilst the things of this world crowd upon us But where the will is stedfast, and sin withstood, the true life springs forth again as the earthly tabernacle decays.

Old age is a blessed time.

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It gives us leisure to put off our earthly garments one by one, and dress ourselves for Heaven. In the years that lay before us, Half seen through the distant haze, The winters grew drearily longer And briefer the summer days. Hunter, "How to Keep Young," Health Magazine, October On the other hand, as the years increase, things look smaller, one and all; and Life, which had so firm and stable a base in the days of our youth, now seems nothing but a rapid flight of moments, every one of them illusory Bailey Saunders, Youth is a wonderful thing.

What a crime to waste it on children. It is a privilege denied to many. It is sad to go to pieces like this, but we all have to do it. It occurs when you are too young to take up golf and too old to rush to the net.

In the latitude of forty, human beings become human for the first time, and realise the impotence of being earnest. They make up for the time lost in being young by being young, although no longer young. They are neither young nor old, callow nor sallow, foolish nor mulish, puerile nor senile, half-baked nor fully cooked. They pause in their flight, and for a moment call a strike against the tyrant Time. Middle-age is neither muddle-age nor fuddle-age—it is the age of reason defying "reason"; the age when man sees himself as mothers see him; thin on top and plump beneath, slightly gone in wind and teeth, caring naught for looks or "lacks," out to show that "tacks is tacks.

Priestly I still have a full deck; I just shuffle slower now. Father Time keeps pitching the years at us. We swing and miss at a few. We hit a few out of the park.

We try not to take any called strikes. The best is yet to be. You do not say it now, perhaps; but by and by, when the hair grows gray and the eyes grow dim and the young despair comes to curse the old age, you will say: How old are you—thirty, fifty, eighty? What is that in immortality? It is the only pleasure I have left. I was so happy as a child. I think that what happens early on in life is that at a certain age one stands still and stagnates.

There is, as there always was, just you. While one finds company in himself and his pursuits, he cannot be old, whatever his years may number. Bronson Alcott, "Fellowship," Tablets, Who does not wish to be beautiful, and clever, and rich, and to have back, in old age, the time spent trying to be any of them.

But I render thanks to him who watches and guides us at dawning and at evening, from childhood to decrepitude. Clark First you forget names, then you forget faces, then you forget to pull your zipper up, then you forget to pull your zipper down. Youth and spring are all about; It is I that have grown old. Wagner "Maxine" A person is always startled when he hears himself seriously called an old man for the first time. Old Time, who changes all below, To wean men gently for the grave.

The trick is keeping it from creeping down into your body. I never will believe that our youngest days are our happiest Childhood is only the beautiful and happy time in contemplation and retrospect: Witness colic and whooping-cough and dread of ghosts, to say nothing of hell and Satan, and an offended Deity in the sky, who was angry when I wanted too much plum-cake.

Then the sorrows of older persons, which children see but cannot understand, are worse than all. All this to prove that we are happier than when we were seven years old, and that we shall be happier when we are forty than we are now, which I call a comfortable doctrine, and one worth trying to believe!

My chest has fallen into my drawers. God forbid we should not call it beautiful. Froude We try to achieve beauty by covering up all traces of age and end up looking like we tried to achieve youth by covering up all traces of beauty.

When a man expects to be arrested, every knock at the door is an alarm. Fischer — One of the best parts of growing older? Adams Where did the time go? Yesterday, I was a girl, and today, I suddenly find myself in the autumn of my years with the cold winds of winter breathing down my neck. I would like to find again the current of life, forget my age, but it is impossible: I can see the shores only through a veil of mist.

What I still have in common with other men are the seasons, the transition from one to the other, to which I have always so keenly responded. It is the familiar current that I must find again by opening the books I have loved, and thus, in regard to them, pursue a meditation that is peaceful and down to earth.

Recollections of My Spiritual Life, Age is just a number.