"Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe, old age flowing free with the delicious near…" — Walter Whitman

You must become an old man in good time if you wish to be an old man long

We pay when old for the excesses of youth

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, in life after life, in age after age forever

Whoever, fleeing marriage and the sorrows that women cause, does not wish to wed comes to a deadly old age.

When a noble life has prepared old age, it is not decline that it reveals, but the first days of immortality.

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