You know you're getting old when the candles cost more than the cake.
People ask me what I'd most appreciate getting for my eighty-seventh birthday. I tell them, a paternity suit.
You know you're getting old when everything hurts. And what doesn't hurt doesn't work.
Age is strictly a case of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.
The secret of staying young is to live honestly, eat slowly, and lie about your age.
Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.
Just remember, once you're over the hill you begin to pick up speed.
Wisdom doesn't necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself.
My grandmother was a very tough woman. She buried three husbands and two of them were just napping.
Middle age is when your age starts to show around your middle.
Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.
Everyone has a photographic Memory, some just don't have film.
I have had a perfectly wonderful evening, but this wasn't it.
I don't plan to grow old gracefully. I plan to have face-lifts until my ears meet.
All diseases run into one, old age.
There is an old joke that went around- it goes, in the beginning God made man in His own image, and since the fall, man has been seeking to return the compliment.
Nigerians are everywhere. There's an old joke, particularly about the Ibos, that when you finally land on Mars, you're going to find a Nigerian there who has a shop that is selling Coca-Cola--who took a speculative trip 20 years ago and has been waiting for everyone else to arrive.
Barack Obama is like the old joke about boats. The two best days of owning a boat are the day you buy it and the day you sell it.
Death's an old joke, but each individual encounters it anew.
We first got marijuana from an older drummer with another group in Liverpool. We didn't actually try it until after we'd been to Hamburg. I remember we smoked it in the band room in a gig in Southport and we all learnt to do the Twist that night, which was popular at the time. We were all seeing if we could do it. Everybody was saying, 'This stuff isn't doing anything.' It was like that old joke where a party is going on and two hippies are up floating on the ceiling, and one is saying to the other, 'This stuff doesn't work, man.'
Leo. Jason said, you're wierd. Yeah, you tell me that a lot. Leo grinned. But if you don't remember me, that means I can reuse all my old jokes. Come on!
Is anything wrong, dear? the old joke went. No, why? You moved. Just don't move.
I know the look of an apple that is roasting and sizzling on the hearth on a winter's evening, and I know the comfort that comes of eating it hot, along with some sugar and a drench of cream... I know how the nuts taken in conjunction with winter apples, cider, and doughnuts, make old people's tales and old jokes sound fresh and crisp and enchanting.
There's an old joke - um... two elderly women are at a Catskill mountain resort, and one of 'em says, "Boy, the food at this place is really terrible." The other one says, "Yeah, I know; and such small portions." Well, that's essentially how I feel about life - full of loneliness, and misery, and suffering, and unhappiness, and it's all over much too quickly.
Shall I crack any of those old jokes, master, At which the audience never fail to laugh?
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