Forty is the old age of youth; fifty is the youth of old age.--VICTOR HUGO.
Remember that some of the brightest drops in the chalice of life may still remain for us in old age. The last draught which a kind Providence gives us to drink, though near the bottom of the cup, may, as is said of the draught of the Roman of old, have at the very bottom, instead of dregs, most costly pearls.--W.A. NEWMAN.
Begin to patch up thine old body for heaven.--SHAKESPEARE.
Few people know how to be old.--LA ROCHEFOUCAULD.
When men grow virtuous in their old age, they are merely making a sacrifice to God of the devil's leavings.--SWIFT.
The defects of the mind, like those of the countenance, increase with age.--LA ROCHEFOUCAULD.
He who would pass the declining years of his life with honor and comfort, should when young, consider that he may one day become old, and remember, when he is old, that he has once been young.--ADDISON.
Winter, which strips the leaves from around us, makes us see the distant regions they formerly concealed; so does old age rob us of our enjoyments, only to enlarge the prospect of eternity before us.--RICHTER.
The easiest thing for our friends to discover in us, and the hardest thing for us to discover in ourselves, is that we are growing old. --H.W. SHAW.
AMBITION.--Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.--LONGFELLOW.
He who ascends to mountain tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow; He who surpasses or subdues mankind, Must look down on the hate of those below. --SOUTHEY.
They that stand high, have many blasts to shake them; And if they fall, they dash themselves to pieces. --SHAKESPEARE.
The path of glory leads but to the grave.--GRAY.
We should be careful to deserve a good reputation by doing well; and when that care is once taken, not to be over anxious about the success.--ROCHESTER.
Say what we will, you may be sure that ambition is an error; its wear and tear of heart are never recompensed,--it steals away the freshness of life,--it deadens its vivid and social enjoyments,--it shuts our souls to our own youth,--and we are old ere we remember that we have made a fever and a labor of our raciest years.--LYTTON.
