Old age is winter, alas for many people, but for those who are wise and optimistic, it is a happy and fruitful time of harvest.
Is someone declares that he is able to do everything at sixty that he was able to do at twenty, then he was not doing very much at twenty.
As one grows old, one generally rids himself of his shortcomings because they no longer serve any useful purpose.
The good side of this, as old as one might be, is that one is always younger than he will ever be.
The person who considers himself too old to learn something has probably always felt that way.
Old age embellishes everything. It has the effect of the setting sun on the beautiful sunsets of autumn.
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