There comes with old age a time when the heart is no longer fusible or malleable, and must retain the form in which it has cooled down.
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Uncle Silas
by
J. Sheridan Le Fanu
"No one is ever too old to do a foolish thing."
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Uncle Silas
by
J. Sheridan Le Fanu
"One should never trust a woman who tells one her real age. A woman who would tell one that, would tell one anything."
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A Woman of No Importance
by
Oscar Wilde
"A baby has brains, but it doesn't know much. Experience is the only thing that brings knowledge, and the longer you are on earth the more experience you are sure to get."
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The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
by
L. Frank Baum
Father Time is not always a hard parent, and, though he tarries for none of his children, often lays his hand lightly upon those who have used him well; making them old men and women inexorably enough, but leaving their hearts and spirits young and in full vigour. With such people the grey head is but the impression of the old fellow's hand in giving them his blessing, and every wrinkle but a notch in the quiet calendar of a well-spent life.
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Barnaby Rudge
by
Charles Dickens
You know well enough what I mean by youth and age;--something in the soul, which has no more to do with the color of the hair than the vein of gold in a rock has to do with the grass a thousand feet above it.
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The Autocrat of the Breakfast Table
by
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
Knowledge and timber shouldn't be much used, till they are seasoned.
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The Autocrat of the Breakfast Table
by
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
Don't ever think the poetry is dead in an old man because his forehead is wrinkled, or that his manhood has left him when his hand trembles! If they ever WERE there, they ARE there still!
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The Autocrat of the Breakfast Table
by
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
The old couple had come round to that tragic imitation of the dawn of life when husband and wife, having lost or scattered all those who were their intimates, find themselves face to face and alone once more, their work done, and the end nearing fast. Those who have reached that stage in sweetness and love, who can change their winter into a gentle, Indian summer, have come as victors through the ordeal of life.
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The Brown Hand
by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
A fine horse or a beautiful woman, I cannot look at them unmoved, even now when seventy winters have chilled my blood.
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The Crime of The Brigadier
by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle