Old age isn't so bad when you consider the alternative.

It is always the same: women bedeck themselves with jewels and furs, and men with wit and quotations.

If you wait for the perfect moment when all is safe and assured, it may never arrive. Mountains will not be climbed, races won, or lasting happiness achieved.

A comfortable old age is the reward of a well-spent youth. Instead of its bringing sad and melancholy prospects of decay, it would give us hopes of eternal youth in a better world.

The older one gets the more one comes to resemble oneself.

The crime of loving is forgetting.

Many a man has fallen in love with a girl in a light so dim he would not have chosen a suit by it.