There was that law of life, so cruel and so just, that one must grow old or else pay more for remaining the same.

The real affliction of old age is remorse.

Growing old is like being increasingly penalized for a crime you haven't committed.

At any given time, if you live long enough, old age catches you...the only choices we have in life are either the impairment of old age or early death.

Growing old's like being increasingly penalized for a crime you haven't committed.

Old. A viable die-able age.

It is old age, rather than death, that is to be contrasted with life. Old age is life's parody, whereas death transforms life into a destiny: in a way it preserves it by giving it the absolute dimension. Death does away with time.

In the old age of love as in life we still survive for the evils, though no longer for the pleasures.

For to those who have not the means within themselves of a virtuous and happy life every age is burdensome; and, on the other hand, to those who seek all good from themselves nothing can seem evil that the laws of nature inevitably impose. To this class old age especially belongs, which all men wish to attain and yet reproach when attained; such is the inconsistency and perversity of Folly! They say that it stole upon them faster than they had expected. In the first place, who has forced them to form a mistaken judgement? For how much more rapidly does old age steal upon youth than youth upon childhood? And again, how much less burdensome would old age be to them if they were in their eight hundredth rather than in their eightieth year? In fact, no lapse of time, however long, once it had slipped away, could solace or soothe a foolish old age.

This little composition, which is, alas, the last mortal sin of my old age.

It's the reward of old age," Avasarala said. "You live long enough, and you can watch everything you worked for become irrelevant.
You're not selling it," Drummer said.
Fuck you, then. Die young. See if I care.

Perhaps this is just punishment for those who have been heartless, to understand only when nothing can be undone.

Life is only precious because it ends, kid.

The fact of being alive compensated for what life did to one.