{"quotes":[{"text":"Among the worst things about growing old is the loss of those irreplaceable friends who added richness and depth to your life.","author":"Pat Conroy","tags":["ageing","friends","friendship","growing-old","pat-conroy"],"id":810,"author_id":"Pat+Conroy"},{"text":"Sorcha took the elevator down to the basement of the fashion house. She glanced at her stunningly beautiful reflection in the mirror and smiled to herself. How fortunate she was to be a vampire - no gray hairs, no wrinkles, no broken nails, no weight problems, and no PMT. What bliss! And how fortunate it was that all the legends about vampires were not true. She could not imagine an existence where she could not see and admire her own likeness - such a life to her would be intolerable and tedious. How could any female, even a vampire, survive without being able to see their own reflection? How could they do their hair and makeup? The very idea was totally preposterous.","author":"Alan Kinross","tags":["ageing","beauty","death","happiness","undead","vampires","women"],"id":1365,"author_id":"Alan+Kinross"},{"text":"How many loved your moments of glad grace,  And loved your beauty with love false or true;  But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face.","author":"W.B. Yeats","tags":["ageing","aging","beauty","love","poetry"],"id":1660,"author_id":"W.B.+Yeats"},{"text":"Men's lives are not progressions, as conventionally rendered in history paintings, nor are they a series of facts that may be enumerated \u0026 in their proper order understood. Rather they are a series of transformations, some immediate \u0026 shocking, some so slow as to be imperceptible, yet so complete \u0026 horrifying that at the end of his life a man may search his memory in vain for a moment of correspondence between his self in his dotage \u0026 him in his youth.","author":"Richard Flanagan","tags":["ageing","change","growth","life"],"id":14548,"author_id":"Richard+Flanagan"},{"text":"In the old pieces of furniture almost as in the old paintings, dwells the charm of the past, of the faded which becomes stronger in a man when he reaches an advanced age.","author":"Adalbert Stifter","tags":["ageing","aging","furniture"],"id":15131,"author_id":"Adalbert+Stifter"},{"text":"When we age we shed many skins: ego, arrognace, dominance, self-opionated, unreliable, pessimism, rudeness, selfish, uncaring ... Wow, it's good to be old!","author":"Stephen Richards","tags":["age","aged","ageing","ageism","old-age","old-men","old-women","retired","stephen-richards","stephen-richards-self-help"],"id":16335,"author_id":"Stephen+Richards"},{"text":"Doesn't seem quite real. It's not meaningful. I can't quite imagine myself being 73. That's the age my father was! [Laughter.] How can I be his age? It's weird.","author":"Don DeLillo","tags":["age","ageing","fathers","robert-mccrum","weirdness"],"id":19127,"author_id":"Don+DeLillo"},{"text":"God is like a mirror, consistent, stable, unchanging; reflecting His image of us, that is always changing.","author":"Anthony Liccione","tags":["ageing","consistency","creation","eternal","god","image","mirror","reflection","stable","temporary","unchanging"],"id":19577,"author_id":"Anthony+Liccione"},{"text":"It is man who has introduced a little grace, beauty, unknown charm and mystery into creation by singing about it, interpreting it, by admiring it as a poet, idealizing it as an artist and by explaining it through science, doubtless making mistakes, but finding ingenious reasons, hidden grace and beauty, unknown charm and mystery in the various phenomena of Nature. God created only coarse beings, full of the germs of disease, who, after a few years of bestial enjoyment, grow old and infirm, with all the ugliness and all the want of power of human decrepitude.","author":"Guy de Maupassant","tags":["ageing","animal","art","charm","creation","decrepitude","disease","god","humanity","infirmity","mankind","mystery","nature","poetry","science"],"id":25022,"author_id":"Guy+de+Maupassant"},{"text":"Forty-two. His age had astounded him for years, and each time that he had sat so astounded, trying to figure out what had become of the young, slim man in his twenties, a whole additional year slipped by and had to be recorded, a continually growing sum which he could not reconcile with his self-image. He still saw himself, in his mind's eye, as youthful, and when he caught sight of himself in photographs he usually collapsed ... Somebody took my actual physical presence away and substituted this, he had thought from time to time. Oh well, so it went.","author":"Philip K. Dick","tags":["age","ageing","aging","life","midlife-crisis","old","time"],"id":32088,"author_id":"Philip+K.+Dick"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":126,"pages":13,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}