You think it horrible that lust and rageShould dance attendance upon my old age;They were not such a plague when I was young;What else have I to spur me into song?

What makes old age hard to bear is not the failing of one's faculties, mental and physical, but the burden of one's memories

Old age is ready to undertake tasks that youth shirked because they would take too long.

What makes old age so sad is not that our joys but our hopes cease.

No sociologist should think himself too good, even in his old age, to make tens of thousands of quite trivial computations in his head and perhaps for months at a time.

Old age is, so to speak, the sanctuary of ills: they all take refuge in it.