#ge

But youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#charm #youth #age

I have a special pair of poop shoes under my desk. Whenever I need to drop a deuce, I slip them on and scurry to the restroom, and no one ever knows it's me. Like, if I'm wearing Louboutins that day, and my producer sees Earth shoes in the stall....well, you get the idea. It was truly a lightbulb moment when that came to me. ↗

— Oprah Winfrey

#inspirational #new-age #age

He’s so powerful. Who knows maybe he’s advanced past eating ↗

— Priya Ardis

#coming-of-age #e-books #ebooks #fairy-tales #merlin

Never allow your mind to wander untamed like a wild animal that exists on the basis of survival of the fittest. Tame your mind with consistent focus on your goals and desires. ↗

— Stephen Richards

#mind-body-spirit #mind-power #money #motivational #new-age

I put it down to the paranoia of advancing age. It isn't like I'm all that old or anything, especially for a wizard, but age is always advancing and I'm fairly sure it's up to no good. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#age

I believe there are three tenants to live by in this apartment called Life: Love is empowering, Fear is motivating, and Passion is fruit. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#funny #humor #love #passion #age

Age certainly hadn't conferred any smarts on me. Character maybe, but mediocrity is a constant, as one Russian writer put it. Russian writers have a way with aphorisms. They probably spend all winter thinking them up. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#age

What have we given? My friend, blood shaking my heart The awful daring of a moment's surrender Which an age of prudence can never retract By this, and this only, we have existed. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#age

You asked me once if I would still love you when your lips were puckered with age and your eyes were faded. I can assure you that I will still love you when I have only the strength (and the scant teeth) left to gum those puckered lips. I shall love you when your bones are sharp enough to pierce my fragile flesh. I shall love you when the light in my own eyes fades for good and yours is the last sweet face I see. Because I am and ever shall be… ↗

— Teresa Medeiros

#age

Sunrise paints the sky with pinks and the sunset with peaches. Cool to warm. So is the progression from childhood to old age. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#aging #color #growth #old-age #peach