The whole "weak in the knees" thing,which she always thought was just some idiotic expression back from the golden age of idiotic expressions,was real. -Suite Scarlett
To love is a pleasure of youth, a sin in old age.
There is no kind of false wit which has been so recommended by the practice of all ages, as that which consists in a jingle of words, and is comprehended under the general name of punning.
After examining some of the recent cases which the Postal Service has pursued, vigorous prosecution of, for example, a health food advocate.
As you get older, you see how rapidly the years and decades fly by, so I would encourage anyone, no matter the age, to seize their life and be fully present.
But whether the risks to which liberty exposes us are moral or physical our right to liberty involves the right to run them. A man who is not free to risk his neck as an aviator or his soul as a heretic is not free at all; and the right to liberty begins, not at the age of 21 years but 21 seconds.
There is no one so old as to not think they may live a day longer.
I can deal with it now, but 13 is a tough age to be recognized and famous. It's a tough age, period.
The immortality of great art seems bound up with the inevitable loss of its original surface meaning and its rebirth in the spirit of every new age.
We must choose for others as we have reason to believe they would choose for themselves if they were at the age of reason and deciding rationally.
The fine print in the President's Social Security proposal is that all present and future workers under age 55 will have their promised retirement benefits cut.
Ridicule is the deadliest weapon of the age.
Man hath a weary pilgrimage, As through the word he wends; On every stage, from youth to age, Still discontent attends.
Mom claimed that I could carry a tune at 2 or 3 years of age. Maybe she was a little prejudiced.
Once I got to an age where I was old enough to make my own decisions, I quit everything and did what I actually wanted to do, which was start a band.
Now, helpless in the hollow of An unarmorial age, a trough Of smoke in slow suspended skeins Above their scrap of history, Only an attitude remains: Time has transfigured them into Untruth. The stone finality They hardly meant has come to be Their final blazon, and to prove Our almost-instinct almost true: What will survive of us is love.
I was 13 and a teenager, as well. When you're that age, you want to be an adult, in a way, but you don't want to have the responsibilities of an adult. You still want to have the freedom.
Simplicity, very rare in our age.
Age is artificial. It's soulless. It doesn't matter one bit.
The history of fiat money is little more than a register of monetary follies and inflations. Our present age merely affords another entry in this dismal register.