Let women die old, white-crowned, with human hearts. The whiter my hair becomes, the more ready people are to believe what I say. Now that I am sixty, I see why the idea of elder wisdom has passed from currency. John Updike Old women snore violently. There is no shame to their snoring.
Old women turn into old men.
We often hear of the beauties of old age, but the only old age that is beautiful is the one the man has been long preparing for by living a beautiful life. Every one of us is right now preparing for old age. . . . There may be a substitute somewhere in the world for Good Nature, but I do not know where it can be found. Even if our efforts of attention seem for years to be producing no result, one day a light that is in exact proportion to them will flood the soul. He who would be a great soul in the future, must be a great soul now.