His mind has become a refuge for old thoughts, idle, indigent, with nowhere else to go. He ought to chase them out, sweep the premises clean. But he does not care to do so, or does not care enough"(72).
J.M. CoetzeeMots clés old-age getting-older discgrace
I just wish moments weren’t so fleeting!' Isaac called to the man on the roof, 'They pass so quickly!'
'Fleeting?!' responded the tilling man, 'Moments? They pass quickly?! . . . Why, once a man is finished growing, he still has twenty years of youth. After that, he has twenty years of middle age. Then, unless misfortune strikes, nature gives him twenty thoughtful years of old age. Why do you call that quickly?' And with that, the tilling man wiped his sweaty brow and continued tilling; and the dejected Isaac continued wandering.
'Stupid fool!' Isaac muttered quietly to himself as soon as he was far enough away not to be heard.
Mots clés time youth old-age middle-age passage-of-time roman fable dialogue growing-old payne hope-and-despair
I Didn't Ask to Be a Senior Citizen (I Was Drafted)
Doug JensenMots clés humor old-age aging senior-citizen
Discipline
I am old and I have had
more than my share of good and bad.
I've had love and sorrow, seen sudden death
and been left alone and of love bereft.
I thought I would never love again
and I thought my life was grief and pain.
The edge between life and death was thin,
but then I discovered discipline.
I learned to smile when I felt sad,
I learned to take the good and the bad,
I learned to care a great deal more
for the world about me than before.
I began to forget the "Me" and "I"
and joined in life as it rolled by:
this may not mean sheer ecstasy
but is better by far than "I" and "Me.
Mots clés life love death old-age discipline
He knew what the wind was doing to them, where it was taking them, to all the secret places that were never so secret again in life.
Ray BradburyI'm growing fonder of my staff;
I'm growing dimmer in my eyes;
I'm growing fainter in my laugh;
I'm growing deeper in my sighs;
I'm growing careless of my dress;
I'm growing frugal of my gold;
I'm growing wise; I'm growing--yes,--
I'm growing old.
Mots clés humor old-age aging growing-old
If we live long enough, we become caricatures of ourselves.
John IrvingMots clés life characters old-age
Sunrise paints the sky with pinks and the sunset with peaches. Cool to warm. So is the progression from childhood to old age.
Vera NazarianMots clés age youth growth sky old-age sunset color aging progression pink sunrise peach
Thou hast had thty day, old dame, but thy sun has long been set. Thou art now the very emblem of an old warhorse turned out on the barren heath; thou hast had thy paces in thy time, but now a broken amble is the best of them.
Walter ScottMots clés woman old-age horses
I'm not senile," I snapped. "If I burn the house down it will be on purpose.
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