None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.

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

Every man over forty is a scoundrel.

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

What most persons consider as virtue, after the age of 40 is simply a loss of energy.

Growing old is no more than a bad habit which a busy person has no time to form.

When grace is joined with wrinkles, it is adorable. There is an unspeakable dawn in happy old age.

I don't believe one grows older. I think that what happens early on in life is that at a certain age one stands still and stagnates.

Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been.

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