Speak your mind, even if your voice shakes.

Old age is not a disease - it is strength and survivorship, triumph over all kinds of vicissitudes and disappointments, trials and illnesses.

I enjoy my wrinkles and regard them as badges of distinction - I've worked hard for them!

Old age is an excellent time for outrage.

A healthy community is one in which the elderly protect, care for, love and assist the younger ones to provide continuity and hope.

There are six myths about old age: 1. That it's a disease, a disaster. 2. That we are mindless. 3. That we are sexless. 4. That we are useless. 5. That we are powerless. 6. That we are all alike.

When you least expect it, someone may actually listen to what you have to say.

Power should not be concentrated in the hands of so few, and powerlessness in the hands of so many.

The best age is the age you are.

Your body changes, but you don't change at all. And that, of course, causes great confusion.

Being sixty-five ... became a crossroads. We said, we have nothing to lose, so we can raise hell.

It seems to me that socialists today can preserve their position in academic economics merely by the pretense that the differences are entirely moral questions about which science cannot decide.

One way to break up any kind of tension is good deep breathing.

If we value the pursuit of knowledge, we must be free to follow wherever that search may lead us. The free mind is no barking dog to be tethered on a ten-foot chain.

PHONOGRAPH, n. An irritating toy that restores life to dead noises.

My weak spot is laziness. I have a lot of weak spots - cookies, croissants; my wife is always lecturing me about this, I tend to put it all down as habit or it's just acting.

The principles of successful stock speculation are based on the supposition that people will continue in the future to make the mistakes that they have made in the past.

It happens; incompetence is rewarded more often than not.

I was definitely living fast. I was working, traveling a lot, playing. I didn't stop. It all became unbalanced.

I didn't write anything until I was well over 30.

Envy is a littleness of soul, which cannot see beyond a certain point, and if it does not occupy the whole space feels itself excluded.