Our age knows nothing but reaction, and leaps from one extreme to another.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
We virtually never feel our age, but thinking that we should can lead to disaster.
Age is getting to know all the ways the world turns, so that if you cannot turn the world the way you want, you can at least get out of the way so you won't get run over.
Age does not make us childish, as some say; it finds us true children.
Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.
At its best our age is an age of searchers and discoverers, and at its worst, an age that has domesticated despair and learned to live with it happily.
Age merely shows what children we remain.
The freethinking of one age is the common sense of the next.
We don't like to acknowledge that we're getting older. None of us do.
Nothing makes one old so quickly as the ever-present thought that one is growing older.
Ours is an excessively conscious age. We know so much, we feel so little.