Old age (n.) is an incurable disease.
Old age (n.) gnaws away at solid things too: just as old buildings collapse unshaken because their weight exceeds their strength, parts of the earth weakened by age fall and cause tremors.
Old age (n.) caught me by surprise at my own country-house: the plane-trees I scolded the bailiff over I had planted myself, and the broken-down dotard at the door was my childhood pet slave.
Old age (n.) is full of pleasure if one knows how to use it: fruit is most welcome when nearly gone, and the last drink is the one that delights the toper.
Old age (n.) full to the brim comes not by adding years but by subtracting desires.
Old age (n.) has reached only my vices and their instruments; my mind declares that age is its time of bloom.
Old age (n.) teaches you to distinguish carefully between what you cannot do and what you do not want to do.
Old age (n.) is the one death that grants no reprieve: disease ends, fires are quenched, the sea casts men ashore, but old age leaves nothing to hope for — no end more painless, none more lingering.
Old age (n.) dies like a fire without fuel — going out of its own accord.
Old age (n.) makes time seem to run faster — perhaps because the finish-line is moving closer, or because I have begun to reckon up my losses.
Old age (n.) is pleasant in being one's own company as long as possible — when a man has made himself worth enjoying.
Old age (n.) may be the dregs or the clearest part of the wine: it makes a great difference whether a man is lengthening his life or his death.
Old age (n.) ambushes you in what you have built: the crumbling villa, the bare plane trees you planted, and the toothless doorkeeper who turns out to be your childhood playmate.
Old age (n.) keeps its best pleasure for last, as fruit tastes sweetest just as its season ends.
Old age (n.) can rot only the vices: the spirit, freed of much of its burden, insists these are its finest years.
Old age (n.) means however little money you have, there is more left for the journey than journey left to make.
Old age (n.) is not going downhill; it is a headlong descent.
Old age (n.) is itself a kind of incurable sickness.
Old age (n.) has a youth hidden inside it, and youth needs tenderness.
Old age (n.) is a disease which we cannot cure.