When I was a boy the Dead Sea was only sick.
George BurnsHis talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly's wings. At one time he understood it no more than the butterfly did and he did not know when it was brushed or marred. Later he became conscious of his damaged wings and of their construction and he learned to think and could not fly any more because the love of flight was gone and he could only remember when it had been effortless.
Ernest HemingwayTags: life age flight loss nostalgia
Just remember, when you’re over the hill, you begin to pick up speed.
Charles M. SchulzWrinkles should merely indicate where the smiles have been.
Mark TwainTags: age
One should never trust a woman who tells one her real age. A woman who would tell one that would tell one anything.
Oscar WildeTags: truth age woman secret discretion trust
The older I grow, the more I distrust the familiar doctrine that age brings wisdom.
H.L. MenckenAt the age of six I wanted to be a cook. At seven I wanted to be Napoleon. And my ambition has been growing steadily ever since.
Salvador DalíTags: age youth ambition dreams dreaming
The child, screaming for refuge, senses how feeble a shelter the twig hut of grown-up awareness is. They claim strength, these parents, and complete sanctuary. The weeping earth itself knows how desperate is the child's need for exactly that sanctuary. How deep and sticky is the darkness of childhood, how rigid the blades of infant evil, which is unadulterated, unrestrained by the convenient cushions of age and its civilizing anesthesia.
Grownups can deal with scraped knees, dropped ice-cream cones, and lost dollies, but if they suspected the real reasons we cry they would fling us out of their arms in horrified revulsion. Yet we are small and as terrified as we are terrifying in our ferocious appetites.
Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Tags: age poetry heroism ulysses
By the time you read this, you'll be older than you remember.
Chuck PalahniukTags: age
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