old-people

The adult age begins with the blessed single strand of a grey hair.

The land of easy mathematics where he who works adds up and he who retires subtracts.

Older people sometimes talk about the good old days when life was better. In fact, they talk nostalgically about their own youth that was irretrievably gone. The past century has made enormous progress in all fields. The standard of living, work environment, health care quality and mobility, and the availability of cultural programs, recreational activities and information _ all that clearly speaks in favor of nowadays.

THE BEST people are the good old wrinkled people with a sparkle in their eye, a wink when you walk by or a toothless smile saying you are doing just fine ...

It__ just proper for old people to die. Otherwise, they__ go insane in a world too different from the one they knew.

There__ no accounting for the opinions of old ladies. They think everyone is cute.

Why is it, I wondered, that old people are always so self-centered and excitable? But I just smiled benignly and stood back, comforted by the thought that soon they would be dead.

Old people deserves a medal, a medal of existence which crowns their long-term victory against the cruelty of time and the dangers of this chaotic universe!

The glory of age is beauty of gray hair.

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

Age is glory.

The glory of the age is beauty of grayhair.

The good thing about being old is not being young.

The old sleep poorly. Perhaps they stand watch.

It was Sunday morning, and old people passed me like sad grey waves on their way to church.

Young people must appreciate the beauty of old age. The old people were once young.

Blessed are the elderly men and women.

What I'm going to do is pry every stinking tag off these f.ing chairs and make a f.ing collar and throw that cat right in Connor's puked-up face. Pale turd.