The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.
The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat have gotten to be really good friends .
The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement .
He who hesitates is probably right.
Did you ever notice: The Roman Numerals for forty (40) are ‘ XL.’
If you think there is good in everybody, you haven’t met everybody .
If you can smile when things go wrong, you have someone in mind to blame.
Did you ever notice: When you put the 2 words ‘ The ‘ and ‘ IRS ‘ together it spells ‘ Theirs ?’
Aging: Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.
The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.
Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me, I want people to know ‘why’ I look this way. I’ve traveled a long way and some of the roads weren’t paved.
You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks.
One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young.
Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.
First you forget names, then you forget faces. Then you forget to pull up your zipper. It’s worse when you forget to pull it down..
Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft. Today, it’s called golf.
3 replies on “more gentle thoughts”
why all this msgs abt being old..catering to different blog segment (considering now u are a MBA) or hinting at ur age 😉
:)) no hints
btw i am sure if i were catering to the old generation, then i would definitely not be making fun of them.
also u were introducing me to a new friend, what happened about it? 🙂
“Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.”
This reminds me of that Henry Wadsworth Longfellow poem.
Age is opportunity no less than youth itself though in another dress.
As the evening twilight fades away, the sky is filled with stars, invisible by day…