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

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

Every man over forty is a scoundrel.

Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been.

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

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

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

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.

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

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