Old age is a tyrant, who forbids, under pain of death, the pleasures of youth. La Roche.
Old age is honourable. Pr.
Old age is not in itself matter for sorrow. It is matter for thanks if we have left our work done behind us. Carlyle to his mother.
Old age is sad (trübe), not because our joys, but because our hopes are cut short. Jean Paul.
Old age is the repose of life, the rest which precedes 5 the rest that remains. R. Collyer.
Old age is wise for itself, but not wise for the community. Bryant.
Old age—the words are comparative, not positive. Anon.
Old age, though despised, is coveted by all. Pr.
Old age was naturally more honoured in times when people could not know much more than they had seen. Joubert.
Old birds are hard to pluck. Pr. 10