Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.
After a while the middle-aged person who lives in her head begins to talk to her soul, the kid.
Anna: One day, not long from now, my looks will go, they will discover I can’t act, and I will become some sad middle aged woman who looks a bit like someone who was famous for awhile.
Beautiful young people are accidents of nature. But beautiful old people are works of art.
Catelyn Stark: He won’t be a boy forever. And, winter is coming.
Jesse: Ah, like I came to you, begging to cook meth. Oh, hey, nerdiest old dude I know, you wanna come cook crystal? Please. I’d ask my diaper-wearing granny, but her wheelchair wouldn’t fit in the RV.
Cher: Isn’t my house classic? The columns date all the way back to 1972.
Carrie: Men in their forties are like the New York Times Sunday crossword puzzle: tricky, complicated, and you’re never really sure you got the right answer.
Never put an age limit on your dreams.
Nothing—so it seems to me…is more beautiful than the love that has weathered the storms of life. … The love of the young for the young, that is the beginning of life. But the love of the old for the old, that is the beginning of—of things longer.
She looked nice, smoking. She inhaled and all, but she didn’t wolf the smoke down, the way most women around her age do. She had a lot of charm. She had quite a lot of sex appeal, too, if you really want to know.
When I was one I’d just begun,
When I was two I was nearly new,
When I was three I was hardly me,
When I was four I was not much more,
When I was five I was barely alive,
But now I am six! As clever as clever!
And I think I’ll stay six now for ever and ever!
What Youth deemed crystal,
Age finds out was dew.
Eric: Look, Dad, I need my car. Don’t you remember when you were in high school? I bet you had some good times, driving around senior year with your friends.
Red: My senior year, I was driving a gun boat around Okinawa. And, if you count the Japanese snipers as my friends, then yes, I had some good times.
For hearts when they ’re young should make the vow,
For when they are old they don’t know how
Megamind: I was 8 days old and still living with my parents. How sad is that? Clearly, it was time to move on.
When I was young I was called a rugged individualist. When I was in my fifties I was considered eccentric. Here I am doing and saying the same things I did then and I’m labeled senile.
A boy’s will is the wind’s will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
I’m a better actor now than I ever was, I wish I could have hurried that up, but there’s no way. Anyway, I always wanted to be around for a long time. Like a European actor, I hope I live a long time and that I’m acting until I finish.
At my age, flowers scare me.