Those who have no hope pass their old age shrouded with an inward gloom.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
What makes old age so sad is not that our joys but our hopes cease.
Everybody past a certain age, regardless of how they look on the outside, pretty much constantly dreams of being able to escape from their lives.
Hope is the anchor of our souls. I know of no one who is not in need of hope - young or old, strong or weak, rich or poor.
Certainly, for time out of mind, an obsessive dwelling on happier former days has been synonymous with getting older, while it was the juvenescent who rushed with open arms to embrace the future.
The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away; than what it leaves behind.
Have all the hopes of ages come to naught? Is life no more with noble meaning fraught?
Old age is far more than white hair, wrinkles, the feeling that it is too late and the game finished, that the stage belongs to the rising generations. The true evil is not the weakening of the body, but the indifference of the soul.
Hope is not a matter of age.
There's no such thing as old age, there is only sorrow.
One keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.