pattymi - Feed Quotations Book Search <![CDATA[They talk about a woman's sphere, as though it had a limit. There's not a place in earth or heaven. There's not a task to mankind given... without a woman in it.]]> <![CDATA[Old age though despised, is coveted by all.]]> <![CDATA[A graceful and honorable old age is the childhood of immortality.]]> <![CDATA[Live your life and forget your age.]]> <![CDATA[Age doesn't matter, unless you're cheese.]]> <![CDATA[The age demanded that we dance and jammed us into iron pants. And in the end the age was handed the sort of shit that it demanded.]]> <![CDATA[Old age, especially an honored old age, has so great authority, that this is of more value than all the pleasures of youth.]]> <![CDATA[Age does not protect you from love but love to some extent protects you from age.]]> <![CDATA[Whatever poet, orator, or sage may say of it, old age is still old age.]]> <![CDATA[About the only thing that comes without effort is old age..]]> <![CDATA[Man arrives as a novice at each age of his life.]]> <![CDATA[Youth is the gift of nature, but age is a work of art.]]> <![CDATA[Childhood itself is scarcely more lovely than a cheerful, kindly, sunshiny old age.]]> <![CDATA[Aging seems to be the only available way to live a long life.]]> <![CDATA[You are young at any age if you are planning for tomorrow.]]> <![CDATA[What is an adult? A child blown up by age.]]> <![CDATA[Youth has no age.]]> <![CDATA[What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.]]> <![CDATA[My age is as a lusty winter, frosty but kindly.]]> <![CDATA[Wisdom doesn't necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself.]]> <![CDATA[Forty is the old age of youth, fifty is the youth of old age.]]> <![CDATA[Some will not recognize the truthfulness of my mirror. Let them remember that I am not here to reflect the surface... but must penetrate inside. My mirror probes down to the heart. I write words on the forehead and around the corners of the mouth. My human faces are truer than the real ones.]]> <![CDATA[Behavior is the mirror in which everyone shows their image]]> <![CDATA[Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.]]> <![CDATA[The best mirror is an old friend.]]> <![CDATA[From man or angel the great Architect did wisely to conceal, and not divulge his secrets to be scanned by them who ought rather admire; or if they list to try conjecture, he his fabric of the heavens left to their disputes, perhaps to move his laughter at their quaint opinions wide hereafter, when they come to model heaven calculate the stars, how they will wield the mighty frame, how build, unbuild, contrive to save appearances, how gird the sphere with centric and eccentric scribbled o'er, and epicycle, orb in orb.]]> <![CDATA[There is no chance, and no anarchy, in the universe. All is system and gradation. Every god is there sitting in his sphere.]]> <![CDATA[What is mind but motion in the intellectual sphere?]]> <![CDATA[An attempt at visualizing the Fourth Dimension: Take a point, stretch it into a line, curl it into a circle, twist it into a sphere, and punch through the sphere.]]> <![CDATA[There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.]]> <![CDATA[Monkeys are superior to men in this: when a monkey looks into a mirror, he sees a monkey.]]> <![CDATA[About astrology and palmistry: they are good because they make people vivid and full of possibilities. They are communism at its best. Everybody has a birthday and almost everybody has a palm.]]> <![CDATA[Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.]]> <![CDATA[Women have served all these centuries as looking-glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size.]]> <![CDATA[Self-revelation is a cruel process. The real picture, the real you never emerges. Looking for it is as bewildering as trying to know how you really look. Ten different mirrors show you ten different faces.]]> <![CDATA[Sisters are always drying their hair. Locked into rooms, alone, they pose at the mirror, shoulders bare, trying this way and that their hair, or fly importunate down the stair to answer the telephone.]]> <![CDATA[The only service a friend can really render is to keep up your courage by holding up to you a mirror in which you can see a noble image of yourself.]]> <![CDATA[Our masks, always in peril of smearing or cracking, in need of continuous check in the mirror or silverware, keep us in thrall to ourselves, concerned with our surfaces.]]> <![CDATA[Perception is a mirror not a fact. And what I look on is my state of mind, reflected outward.]]> <![CDATA[Alas after a certain age, every man is responsible for his own face.]]>