Grandma never had anything good to
say about getting old. And why should she have? Her arches
fell, her eyesight failed, her gums retreated, and everything
ached (so she told us repeatedly). I was very young at the
time and wondered what all the complaining was about. “Getting
old can’t be that bad,” I thought.
Well, not long ago, as an orthopedic
surgeon manipulated my hip, trying to determine what was causing
me agonizing pain every time I took a step, I realized that
not only was getting old that bad, with all its aches, pains,
wrinkles, and gray hair, but it starts when you’re young
and goes on for a long time. If you’re lucky.
"He that is not handsome at twenty, nor strong at thirty,
nor rich at forty, nor wise at fifty, will never be handsome,
strong, rich, or wise."
—George Herbert (1593-1633)
"At thirty man suspects himself a fool;
Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan;
At fifty chides his infamous delay,
Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve;
In all his magnanimity of thought
Resolves; and re-solves; then dies the same."
—Edward Young (1683-1765)
"One starts to get young at the age of sixty, and then
it’s too late."
—Pablo Picasso (1881-1973)
"You remember I used to say I wanted to die at thirty—well,
I’m now twenty-nine and the prospect is still welcome."
Scott Fitzgerald (1896-1940)