My first recognition of age setting in was exactly on my 36th birthday. I have no idea why, on this day of all days, I looked in the mirror and realized my face no longer looked young.
A birthday is just another day where you go to work and people give you love. Age is just a state of mind, and you are as old as you think you are. You have to count your blessings and be happy.
Let us never know what old age is. Let us know the happiness time brings, not count the years.
When I was as you are now, towering in the confidence of twenty-one, little did I suspect that I should be at forty-nine, what I now am.
He has a profound respect for old age. Especially when it’s bottled.
I get all fired up about aging in America.
What makes old age so sad is not that our joys but our hopes cease.
We were never supposed to live until 40. We were built to self-destruct at 30, whether from cancer or mental illness. We’re all going way beyond our expiration date.
Be on the alert to recognize your prime at whatever time of your life it may occur.
I’m not afraid of aging.