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

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

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

None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.

None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.

Every man over forty is a scoundrel.

Bashfulness is an ornament to youth, but a reproach to old age.

Alas, after a certain age every man is responsible for his face.

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

A man growing old becomes a child again.