Forty is the old age of youth, fifty is the youth of old age.

Youth is the gift of nature, but age is a work of art.

Youth is when you're allowed to stay up late on New Year's Eve. Middle age is when you're forced to.

Every man over forty is a scoundrel.

None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.

Forty is the old age of youth fifty the youth of old age.

Like everyone else who makes the mistake of getting older, I begin each day with coffee and obituaries.

Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.

How incessant and great are the ills with which a prolonged old age is replete.

Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.