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Remember that the book which bores you when you are twenty or thirty will open doors for you when you are forty or fifty.

Respect is reverence out of love, Fear is reverence out of hate.Choose Wisely

Result of HARDWORK Is Neither Friends Nor Enemy, To the AGE Of the ACHIEVER!

Rico'nun 'hurda' tanımına uyduğunu söylemek güç olsa da, o kendisinin teknik bilgi açısından 'gerileme dönemine' girmek üzere olduğunu düşünüyor. Bu noktada, toplumun gençliğe yaptığı vurguyla, kendisinin yaşlanma konusundaki fikirleri birleşiyor. Toplumsal önyargı, kişinin içindeki güçten düşme korkusunu körüklüyor.

Save your mind from a premature death by always learning something new no matter your age! Think every day, but make sure it's not within the perimeter of the box! Think outside the box!

Seems to me you put too much stock in the affairs of children. It probably didn't mean anything." "Yes, it meant something. Mr. Trask, do you think the thoughts of people suddenly become important at a given age? Do you have sharper feelings or clearer thoughts now than when you were ten? Do you see as well, hear as well, taste as vitally?

Seniority has nothing to do with intellectuality, your individuality wins the majority or minority, simply because you maintained the status quo of your peculiarity.

She had short curls and her face had so many wrinkles it looked as if someone had been trying to draw her for a very long time and every line put in had made the face more like her.

Sexy is a decision. We decide that our spouse looks sexy to us. Period. It doesn’t matter our age or how long we’ve been together.

She felt time in the lean muscles in her thighs and rounded bottom when she pushed herself off the ground. She felt time in the way her arms and legs pumped when she walked into the river, bathed herself in the cool reflected surface of the dark pool under the waterfall. Josephine felt the possibility of time the night she watched the couple bend, release, break, and come back together on the trunk of the hundred-year-old tree. -The Girl with Dragonfly Wings

She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged

She is smiling at me. It is a wistful smile. The kind of smile no one is capable of before the age of forty. The kind that contains sadness and defiance and amusement all at once.

She gave it a shot' was how she planned to euphemize the five-year detour: to her therapist, to curious friends, to herself. Had she been younger, there would have been wailing for the lost years, but by now she knew that all things were necessary and vital in life's convoluted scaffolding.

She has built her whole life on the foundation of beauty: each chiseled plane, each sloping dimple, each soft curve as crucial as keystones in the cathedral of her body.

She is over sixty, her mind's made up.

She is too absorbed in the difficulties of being seventeen to want to hear the confusions of forty-four.

She looks like a very young old person, or a very old young person; but then, she's looked that way ever since she was two.

She looked at his face. So old and wrinkled. So beautiful and just right.

She realizes she doesn't know as much as God but feels she knows as much as God knew when he was her age.

She must have been at least fifty. The age he now is himself, Richard notes dejectedly. That's one thing Selena has escaped. He thinks of it as an escape.

She said that one day they would be very old, that the world would be a different place, but it would always be their world, and that the time apart now would be a nightmare from which they would recover - desperation buried under years of happiness.

She's not very old but the cigarettes help her to feel like she is.

Since few people arrive at retirement with an understanding that this transition will involve a rethinking of who they are, an interim pattern has emerged, in which travel offers a way of fulfilling deferred daydreams of adventure while the next stage takes shape. [p. 31]

Some people do not really hate aging; they merely love the colour black.

Smiling is not a choice It’s a Lifestyle Pass it on

Some men, as they age, grow kinder. I am not one of those, for I have seen how the cosmere can mistreat the innocent - and that leaves me disinclined toward kindness. Some men, as they age, grow wiser. I am not one of those, for wisdom and I have always been at cross-purposes, and I have yet to learn the tongue in which she speaks. Some men, as they age, grow more cynical. I, fortunately, am not one of those. If I were, the very air would warp around me, sucking in all emotion, leaving only scorn. Other men...other men, as they age, merely grow stranger. I fear that I am one of those. I am the bones of a foreign species left drying on the plain that was once, long ago, a sea. A curiosity, perhaps a reminder, that all has not always been as it is now.

Some people age. Some people just get older. The wise know the difference.

Some people say they have 20 years experience, when in reality, they have 1 year's experience repeated 20 times. (Stephen M R Covey to Richie Norton when Norton asked if he was too young to train older executives for Covey.)

Sometimes my age is inappropriate for my behavior.

Sometimes life is like living in a chamber of Liquid Oxygen. Liquid don't allow you to live and Oxygen don't let you die.

Sometimes or most of the time, we need to remind ourselves that we're not a KID anymore.

Sometimes there were kids who were simply born to be thirty, or fifty, or seventy; I could see their unfinished teenaged faces overlaid with the transparencies of their aged selves and had to resist telling them so - that the maturity that wanted was going to happen, that someday they would look as completed as they felt, in their fleeting, truest moments.

Sometimes the wisdom of the elderly is equivalent to that of a child.

Sometimes this book stays in the present, other times I try to cut myself in half and count the rings. Occasionally I think about the future, but I try to do that sparingly because it usually makes me anxious.

Son front, quoique peu ridé, semble porter le sceau d'une myriade d'années. Ses cheveux gris sont des archives du passé et ses yeux, plus gris encore, sont des sibylles de l'avenir.

Some women I talk to are so frightened of growing old. I sense their desperation. They say things like I m not going to live to be old I m not going to live to be dependent. The message young women get from youth culture is that it s wonderful to be young and terrible to grow old. If you think about it it s an impossible dilemma how can you make a good start in life if you are being told at the same time how terrible the finish is Because of ageism many women don t fully commit themselves to living life until they can no longer pass as young. They live their lives with one foot in life and one foot outside it. With age you resolve that. I know the value of each day and I m living with both feet in life. I m living much more fully... The power of the old woman is that because she s outside the system she can attack. And I am determined to attack it. One of the ways in which I am particularly conscious of this stance is when I go down the street. People expect me to move over which means to step on the grass or off the curb. I just woke up one day to the fact that I was moving over. I have no idea how many years I ve been doing that. Now I never move over. I simply keep walking. And we hit full force because the other person is so sure that I am going to move over that he isn t even paying any attention and we simply ram each other. If it s a man with a woman he shows embarrassment because he s just knocked down a five foot seventy year old woman and so he quickly apologises. But he s startled he doesn t understand why I didn t move over he doesn t even know how I got there where I came from. I am invisible to him despite the fact that I am on my own side of the street simply refusing to give him that space he assumes is his

Some women wear a miniskirt to reveal their thighs; some wear one to conceal their age.

So now we are young still but a better sort of young.

Sorting gets harder as time goes on--it requires a sort of ruthless decisiveness, while indecision results in endless dithering. Five moves, they say, equal a fire. But those who haven't moved may begin to need a fire. [p. 38]

Stringerla mi regalerà una parentesi di pace in un mondo di privazioni.

Start wherever you are! Low hanging fruit really tastes as good as the high stuff.

Still, it is like a long hopeless homesickness my missing those young days. To me, they're like my own place that I have gone away from forever, and I have lived all the time since among great pleasures but in a foreign town. Well, O.K. Farewell, certain years.

Stop explaining to others, people will only understand from their level of discernment.

Strong people don't put others down. They lift them up and slam them on the ground for maximum damage.

TAKE Risk because you never know how absolutely perfect something could turn out to be..

Success is not about age, it's about action.

[T]hat's the way of torturers of every age, to put the blame on the victim, especially when he strikes back.

Tenderhearted people are silent sufferers they just learn the art to fly with broken wings.

That was the end of his driving.. That was the end of his walking free.. That was the end of his privacy.. And that was the end of his secret.

That was it, people moved away, he moved away. Their life in Carricklea, which they had imbued with such drama and significance, just ended like that with no conclusion, and it would never be picked back up again, never in the same way.