The face you have at age 25 is the face God gave you, but the face you have after 50 is the face you earned.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The older we get, the more we desire to reclaim our body at 25; we'll take our face at 35, the elasticity of our mind at its most powerful, to return ourselves somehow to our most vital moment of rigor and protean creation.
At fifty everyone has the face he deserves.
My first recognition of age setting in was exactly on my 36th birthday. I have no idea why, on this day of all days, I looked in the mirror and realized my face no longer looked young.
God has given you one face, and you make yourself another.
Age imprints more wrinkles in the mind than it does on the face.
I've always been told I had an old face. So when I was in my 20s, I never got to play a teenager.
In the 20s, you were a face. And that was enough. In the 30s, you also had to be a voice. And your voice had to match your face, if you can imagine that.
I have the sort of round face that you complain about when you're younger, but which serves you well as you get older.
Everybody is so anti-aging, but I don't want to look younger than I am. Our face is a map of our life; the more that's there, the better.
A woman past forty should make up her mind to be young; not her face.