It is sad to grow old but nice to ripen.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The wise man does not grow old, but ripens.
Age is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk.
As long as you're green, you're growing. As soon as you're ripe, you start to rot.
Are you green and growing or ripe and rotting?
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
I have never been able to look upon America as young and vital but rather as prematurely old, as a fruit which rotted before it had a chance to ripen.
When you're green, your growing. When you're ripe, you rot.
The age I'm at now, you go from being a young girl to suddenly you blossom into a woman. You ripen, you know? And then you start to rot.
It is a rare and difficult attainment to grow old gracefully and happily.
We don't grow older, we grow riper.