Those whose approval you seek most give you the least.
I prefer old age to the alternative.
Many a man has fallen in love with a girl in a light so dim he would not have chosen a suit by it.
The older one gets the more one comes to resemble oneself.
When you hit seventy you sleep sounder, you feel more alive than when you were thirty. Obviously it's healthier to have women on your mind than on your knees.
It is always the same: women bedeck themselves with jewels and furs, and men with wit and quotations.